Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

Chapter 243

Everyone at Seawise Pavilion insisted firmly that the grapes were worth the price.

From management to the waitstaff, every single person repeated the same story, as if they had rehearsed it together.

The investigators found it hard to believe.

They had originally wanted to see the grapes that had sold for a hundred thousand dollars, but unfortunately, the chef said the last half had been processed into pastries just an hour ago.

And as luck would have it, the owner of the restaurant was not on the premises.

The chef handed Yehuda a small slip of paper with an address written on it. “Our boss is at this location,” he said. “The person who sold us the grapes is there too. If you have any questions, you can go there and check everything together.”

Yehuda took the paper. When he looked down and saw the address written in black ballpoint pen, his breath hitched. His hand trembled slightly.

One of the team members noticed how Yehuda froze, still as a statue, eyes locked on the paper. Concerned, he reached out to shake him gently. “Yehuda, are you okay?”

“Yehuda?”

After several calls, Yehuda finally came back to himself. “Yeah… I’m fine,” he said.

The others exchanged looks. One of them asked, “So, are we heading to the address on the paper?”

Yehuda rubbed the slip between his fingers. His expression was complicated, but he nodded. “Yes. Let’s go.”

Once they were in the car, one of the members who was usually close to him asked, “Yehuda, you looked like the sky just fell when you saw that address. Is something wrong with it?”

Mentioning it made Yehuda tense up all over again. He took a deep breath but didn’t explain–just gave a vague grunt in reply.

He glanced down once more at the paper in his hand. His eyes darkened with disbelief.

It was burned into his bones with familiarity.

And for good reason. He was also a Holmes.

Yehuda was a collateral descendant within five generations of the Holmes family. Every year during the holidays, he had to accompany his elders to visit the main household–to deliver gifts, honor the ancestors, attend family banquets…

From the moment he was born, not a single year had been skipped.

a year, the place had left a permanent mark in

and commanding. You couldn’t afford to step

had to go investigate them? It felt like pulling a tiger’s

on the surface, but inside, he had already

a decade ago, when he started his political career, it was his parents who brought him to visit the family matriarch, Tinley, and inform her of the

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it weren’t for the Holmes family supporting him from behind the scenes, how could he have

Fast?

thirty–seven, he didn’t seem that young–but among people in his political tier, most were

Tinley didn’t say anything, if his parents and elders from his

was doomed. There was no graceful

outside the guarded alley

car, the clueless team members looked out the windows and marveled.

bodyguards here?” one of them

idea. But this place feels

He approached the guards and said, “Hello. We’re with a special investigation

surprised look, then glanced

housed two families: the Holmes and the Adler

that the situation was on the verge of turning tense, Yehuda quickly got

conflict.

have it, he recognized the guard–and the guard recognized him.

Yehuda had come by car, but parking had been a nightmare. He’d asked this very guard to

seeing each other again, the guard

awkwardly and walked closer, lowering his voice. “We’re looking for the owner of Seawise Pavilion–his name is Grady Reese.

not far off. “Yeah, I know who you

nervously, “Is he at the

at the Adler residence. He’s a guest

“Thank god. He’s with the

wouldn’t have to face accusations of insubordination from his family after all.

remembering something. “But if you’re investigating the grape situation, then you will

instantly stiffened. “Why?” he

the grapes were grown by Miss Adler. Since you’re a public official, you’re supposed to be responsible, right? That means you’re not just investigating the Adler residence–you’re investigating

already emotionally numb. But he still clung to a sliver of hope. “Which Miss Adler?