Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

Chapter 235

He remembered hearing from his bow’s daughter that even a tiny slice of Seawise Pavilion’s cakes cost a small fortune. now, holding a whole box of their latest pastry, he braced himself for the worst.

But then he saw his girlfriend’s hopeful expression–and the hungry stares from everyone around them.

He gritted his teeth. “We’ll take it. Please wrap it up.”

The disappointment on the faces of nearby onlookers was visible. The shop assistant swiftly packaged the box and hand over with a smile. “That’ll be 20 dollars

He blinked. ‘What?

He stared at her in disbelief, then down at the box in his hands. Twenty dollars? For this big of a portion?

He remembered clearly–his boss’s daughter had said even a bite–sized slice once sold for a hundred.

Still dazed, he paid, grabbed the bag, and walked out of Seawise Pavilion feeling like he was in a dream.

“Wait. That wasn’t expensive at all.

What he didn’t know was that Seawise Pavilion priced their pastries based on ingredients and technique. The delicate, picture–perfect, luxury–loaded ones naturally came with luxury price tags. But today’s grape steam cake was made with simple ingredients and a humble recipe. Hence, the affordable price.

“Stop overthinking. Let’s try it already!” His girlfriend was already peeling the box open, impatient with excitement.

They found a spot just outside the store and opened it.

The cake was round and light purple, steam still rising from it. It had been pre–sliced into eight neat wedges, and the arom wafting out made their mouths water.

a piece and

The texture was dreamy. The subtle sweetness of grape blended beautifully with the smooth rice base. Each

and more like a luxurious

pieces were gone. They

dry–the cake was

box was empty, the couple finally snapped back to

Pavilion–and found it completely

I need to buy one

wall. They couldn’t even squeeze in. Staff members had come out to

couple nearly cried with

we’d known it was this good AND that

called out over the crowd, “Sorry, everyone! We’re sold out of the grape

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next batch, but nothing’s ready

people outside groaned

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for the next batch. Meanwhile, the ten lucky customers who did get cakes were already making their

was nothing. But each person was only allowed one.

was buzzing Passersby were being drawn in by the commotion–and once they caught a whiff of the fragrance from inside, they

kitchen, the staff were working at full

grape cakes. But the first batch, fresh from the steamer, had drawn such enthusiastic reactions that they’d given in and sold the lot–meaning the kitchen staff didn’t get to taste a single bite

themselves