Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

Chapter 257

Chapter 257

“You know how it is Grandpa’s getting old. His eyesight isn’t what it med to be Pichard hosed his head and let out a deliberately weary sigh. Time spares no one

I was a well–timed save Stelan’s eyes noticeably sofrened

He sat down across from Richard, gare drifting to the flower arrangement on the table. Ten plum blossoms, a fese unnamer sprigs, a brittle peach branch, a red winterberry holly, and the rest filled out with a random mishmash of green foliage St was, frankly, an eyesore

There was nothing aesthetically pleasing about it none of the calm or beauty that a proper floral arrangement was supposed to bring.

It was as if his entire bad day had started the moment he laid eyes on this chaotic bouquet. Just looking at it made life feel

boniquer, hopeless.

With a quiet breath, Stefan reached out and plucked one of the plum blossoms, brought it to his nose for a light sniff, then gently returned it to the vase. From his pocket, he retrieved a clean handkerchief, meticulously wiped his hands, and tossed

the cloth into the trash.

Who arranged this” he asked,

Richard looked up casually. “Oh, that was Jeremy. The kid was being unusually filial today”

Filial: Stefan blinked.

Aside from the two plum blossoms, the entire thing was weeds. The kind of junk you’d step over on the street without a second glance.

If this counted as filial piety, then Richard’s standards for living had clearly dropped off a cliff,

Stefan didn’t even know where to begin. After glancing around, he stood up. “Where is he?”

Richard thought for a moment, then looked up. “He mentioned taking Yvonne skiing yesterday. Probably won’t be back until later.” If it weren’t for his old bones and creaky joints, he’d have gone skiing too. Youth–what a thing to envy.

nothing more and began wandering through the house, getting a feel

the missing guards and housekeepers from the old estate had been relocated here. They were all familiar faces- people who’d worked

back courtyard, and, more importantly, a sense of

handpicked, and without the mess of unrelated outsiders, the atmosphere was

greeted him respectfully

the hierarchy was

entire branch had been pulled out

people were Richard’s inner circle. They wouldn’t be

It clicked. N

chosen to keep around. The others might still be living at the old

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outside now.

all he’d been gone. But it felt like six

person in the family had collectively decided to forget he even exited. He hadn’t known any of this until

from

of which was a small pavilion with curved eaves and decorative corners. Along the corridor

figure stood beside the flowers–familiar in face and aura, unfamiliar

to recognize him, Charles was standing in the corridor, holding a large flower pot in his

among the others. Anyone with a hint of OCD would have found

the plant. Then his eyes shifted to Charles’s pale, slender hands and his quiet,

are you doing?” Stefan

in the world–like this had always been his routine. The pot was freshly planted and had just been moved into the sunlight. The whole process was fluid, unremarkable even, but in Stefan’s eyes, the scene

chose to stick to the topic. “It’s winter. You can’t grow anything now. Spring is the time

who didn’t keep plants, knew that

his voice as soft and pleasant as ever. “It’ll

into the soil, and they’d fight to bloom. In the past, everything

in warm weather, his plants would die in days–leaves turning yellow, stems wilting.