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.

the house, getting a feel

old estate had been relocated here. They were all

front yard, back courtyard, and, more importantly, a sense of liveliness that the old place sorely

was handpicked, and without the mess of unrelated

respectfully with a “Young Master

the hierarchy was still based on family

now it felt like their entire branch had been pulled out and elevated separately.

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

It clicked. N

before he came back. She wasn’t being excluded–she was the one Richard had chosen to keep around. The others might still be living at the old estate, but they

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outside now.

all he’d been gone. But it

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

A voice called from not far

a long corridor, at the end of which was a small pavilion with curved eaves and decorative corners. Along the corridor stood rows of

flowers–familiar in face and

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

Charles said, placing the pot down and aligning it neatly among the others. Anyone

unable to stop glancing at the plant. Then his eyes shifted to Charles’s pale, slender

doing?”

had just

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

someone like him, who didn’t keep plants,

seem to mind. He smiled faintly, his voice as soft and pleasant as ever.

was tossing a few seeds into the soil, and they’d

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