Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

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Smith had asked Nelson multiple times if he could meet the chef who had made that unforgettable snake stew for him back at Ferry House.

Unfortunately, the chef in question was famously aloof and kept rejecting all their requests. Forget hiring him–just getting a face–to–face meeting seemed impossible.

Smith had long sealed the deal, but he couldn’t bring himself to leave. Instead, he wandered the city with Clayton like a lovesick foodie, praying to fate for a “coincidental” run–in with his one true culinary crush.

When he saw the crowd gathering outside a storefront, Smith leaned forward, puzzled. “Why are so many people going into that place?”

Clayton followed his gaze and spotted the sign.

“That’s Seawise Pavilion,” he said, instantly understanding. “It’s a famous local dessert shop. Always popular–but it looks like they’ve launched something new today.”

Seeing the eager look on Smith’s face, Clayton added, “I’ll have someone go buy a few for us to try.”

He gave the order, and the bodyguard in the front seat immediately hopped out and jogged toward the store.

By the time he got there, the grape–steamed cakes had already sold out. Disappointed customers were trickling out of the shop, empty–handed.

The bodyguard stepped inside and asked one of the staff, “Hi, do you still have whatever everyone was lining up for?”

The staffer shook her head. “The grape–steamed cakes are sold out, but we do have this grape pastry made with the same ingredients. You can take a look in the display case.”

Following her gesture, the bodyguard’s eyes landed on a neatly displayed grape dessert… priced at 3,000 dollars–each.

Even he couldn’t help gasping at the number.

30,000

cakes were limited to one per person, but these

the people across their convoy and ordered nine.

sealed glass case and, using small silver tongs, carefully packed each

soon as the case opened, the rich, sweet scent of grapes wafted

back to

counted the boxes, handed one to Smith, and told the bodyguard to deliver the rest to

he passed

he accepted the box… was almost predatory. The bodyguard

he climbed back into the car, he realized

of the dessert had filled the entire

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was a kind of torture–delicious

eyes… and without a word,

already finished his.

it like a man starved for days, with a reverence bordering

peeked through the rearview mirror and found that even

was a holy relic. His expression was nearly identical to when he first tasted the snake stew,

knocked on the

with Smith, their eyes wide with excitement. As

get it? It’s incredible!*

was already starting to form.

As many as

bodyguard hesitated. “Sir… each