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.

began wandering through the house, getting a feel for the new surroundings.

been relocated here. They

courtyard, and,

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

him respectfully

time he’d returned to the old house, the hierarchy was

entire branch had

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

It clicked. N

the one Richard had chosen to keep around. The others might still be living at the old estate, but they were the ones truly

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outside now.

he’d been gone. But

even exited. He hadn’t

called from not far away.

small pavilion with curved eaves and decorative corners. Along the corridor stood

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

Stefan a moment to recognize him, Charles was standing in the corridor, holding

pot down and aligning it neatly among the others. Anyone with a hint of OCD would have found

the plant. Then his eyes shifted to Charles’s

doing?”

it were the most natural thing 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

You can’t grow

him, who didn’t keep plants, knew that

seem to mind. He smiled faintly, his voice

all it took was tossing a few seeds into the soil, and they’d fight to bloom. In the past, everything he

in warm weather, his plants would die in days–leaves turning yellow, stems wilting. But now, thanks to Yvonne, these flowers