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.

year, the place had left

dignified and commanding. You couldn’t afford to step

he had to go investigate them? It felt like pulling

calm on the surface, but inside, he had

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

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behind the scenes, how could he have advanced

Fast?

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

say anything, if his parents and elders from his branch

way, he was doomed. There was no graceful way to go down.

grim thought, the team’s car pulled up outside the guarded

car, the clueless team members looked out the windows

here?” one of them asked.

this place feels important somehow,” another

stepped out of the vehicle. He approached the guards and said, “Hello. We’re

guard gave him a surprised look, then glanced at the

housed two families: the Holmes and the Adler households. Which one were these people trying to investigate?

on the verge of turning tense, Yehuda quickly got out of the car to

conflict.

fate would have it, he recognized the guard–and the guard recognized

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

each other again, the guard looked even more surprised.

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

and pointed to a car parked not far off. “Yeah, I know who you mean. He’s been inside for two

and asked nervously, “Is he at the Holmes estate right

Adler residence. He’s

Yehuda’s face. “Thank god. He’s

to face accusations of

if you’re investigating the grape situation, then

instantly stiffened. “Why?” he asked, his

that said, Are you seriously this out of the loop? He spoke slowly, as if explaining to a child. “Because the grapes were grown by Miss Adler. Since you’re a public official, you’re supposed

clung to a sliver of