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It might not have looked the best, but the taste was absolutely divine.

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Yvonne had no idea the fruits she’d been growing could turn into something this delicious. Every bite of the grape cake felt like another point added to her happiness bar.

After she finished eating, Richard had someone bring out the little fox.

It was a fluffy, chubby, snow–white creature that smelled faintly sweet. The moment it caught a whiff of grape cake on Yvonne’s clothes, it dashed toward her like it had just spotted the best treat in the world.

Fortunately, Yvonne’s chair was wide enough–otherwise, the two of them would’ve tumbled right off.

Both gifts hit the mark perfectly. Yvonne had always had a soft spot for fluffy things. And this fox? It was practically designed to her tastes–high face value, soft as a cloud, and shaped like a giant cotton ball.

The fox, in turn, loved Yvonne’s scent. It clung to her obsessively, snuggling and whimpering like a spoiled child.

It even tried to follow her into bed when it was time to sleep.

But Wendy firmly blocked the door.

After all, that bed wasn’t just for Yvonne–Tinley also slept there. And the fox? It shed fur, made noise, and drove Tinley nuts.

So Wendy, without hesitation, scooped the little troublemaker up and kicked it out of the room.

She handed it off to Ronnie, the butler who just happened to be walking by. The man and the fox stared at each other in mutual confusion for a moment.

Then Ronnie dutifully carried the fox downstairs, set it up in its own private room, and made sure it had the best food, the softest bedding, and everything it could possibly want.

After all, this little thing had become Yvonne’s new favorite–and that alone had boosted its status to untouchable.

Yvonne adored it so much she even wanted to take it to school with her.

Once she left for class the next day, the fox immediately turned its attention to Tinley. Besides Yvonne, Tinley had the most concentrated spiritual energy–probably because they ate and slept under the same roof.

The fox had a bit of intelligence, but not enough. Yvonne’s earlier affection had misled it into thinking all humans would like it too.

out of Ronnie’s arms and

her leg, then tilted its head up, snuggled in close, and tried to wriggle into

even make it out.

had already grabbed the scruff of its neck and lifted

Tinley’s frosty expression, the fox gave an uneasy kick.

the dirty little paw print it had left on

was icy as she stared at the fox and warned, “Don’t touch Yvonne with dirty paws.”

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blankly. Didn’t understand a word.

and turned to Wendy. “Find a trainer.”

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now, it was still a wild animal. If one day its instincts kicked in

meant. She carried the fox away, first cleaning its paws thoroughly, then settling it into

Yvonne’s love for it, this whimpering little creature would’ve been sent off to a zoo long ago to earn

these days, earning Yvonne’s affection was like getting a golden

Richard, who had regained her favor today with a cake and a fluffy

the entire afternoon out and about, searching for more treasures to

Pavilion’s request, but Richard was nowhere to

until evening, after Yvonne came home from school, that Richard finally

had roamed around all

him all the same. The moment she saw him, she ran into his arms and gave him a

He was

him return, Ian finally brought up what Seawise Pavilion

had just come home from a long, soul–crushing day at school. The second he heard about

“Grandpa, the grapes are ripe

to keep that one perfect bunch for himself. Once more grapes were ready, he

he put it himself–he was getting

with full confidence, voice

then looked genuinely moved by

back for a job well done, his grandson’s voice rang out–clear,

the whole giant bunch? That’s

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