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 took

sweetness of grape blended beautifully with the smooth rice base.

dessert and

bites later, their first pieces were gone. They

their mouths never felt dry–the cake was moist and

the couple finally

turned toward Seawise Pavilion–and found it

grabbed her boyfriend’s hand. “Go! I need to buy one for

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

nearly cried

known it was this good AND that cheap, we would’ve ordered ten boxes

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

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batch, but nothing’s ready

people outside groaned in disappointment–but didn’t leave.

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who did get cakes were already making their way back

But each person was only allowed one. If not

was buzzing Passersby were being drawn in by the commotion–and once they caught a whiff

in the kitchen, the staff

batch, fresh from the steamer, had drawn such enthusiastic reactions that they’d given

themselves