Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

Chapter 258

“Who told me Stefan thought, suppressing the flare of annoyance rising in his chest Who ever told me I had a sister?

If anyone had the right to be upset, it was him. He had spent the past few months alone on the other side of the ocean, barely able to keep in touch with anyone back home because of the time difference. His phone remained eerily silent–not just on ordinary days, but even during holidays.

The only exception was Jeremy, who would mass send cheerful holiday greetings to the family group chat, including him in the list almost as an afterthought.

The messages were obviously copied from somewhere–emotionless, generic, sometimes even leaving the original sender’s name at the bottom. And yet Stefan still read them seriously, replying with something polite

Most of the time, he received no response. Either Jeremy was asleep, or “getting sleepy, let’s talk tomorrow–except

tomorrow never came.

Even so, every time Stefan flew home, he carefully picked out gifts for everyone. And now, after all that, he was being guilt- tripped for not bringing a present for someone he didn’t even know existed?

He felt exhausted. Not just tired–defeated. Like one of those overworked moms in sitcoms who bust their backs all day at work, come home to cook, clean, bathe the kids, and finally sit down to rest, only to have one of the children point at a cartoon sheep on TV and tearfully ask why she didn’t cook dinner for the poor, hungry lamb on screen.

The only reason Stefan even knew about Yvonne was because Carol happened to mention it before he came back. That was the first time he heard he had a younger sister.

And so, bearing gifts, he took an international flight back home–only to discover the entire family had moved, and not a single soul thought to inform him.

They added a new family member, changed addresses, and no one said a word. And now, because he didn’t bring a gift for a stranger, the brother he’d grown up with was mad at him.

Charles had gone quiet for a while before softly saying, Tm sorry.”

“It’s okay,” Stefan replied. Of course he wasn’t actually mad at Charles. Straightening up, he reached out to pull him up as well. “It’s cold outside. Let’s head back in.”

Charles was the kind of person who just looked clean and serene. Stefan didn’t mind being close to people like that.

As they walked together back into the house, Charles suddenly turned to him. “Where are you staying now that you’re back?”

“Here, Stefan replied naturally. His family was all here–there was no reason for him to return to the cold, empty old estate alone.

Charles stared at him for a couple of seconds, hesitating. “I don’t think there are any spare rooms left.”

back–true, the house did feel a bit crowded these

him back to his temporary room. His long fingers pressed lightly against the door. “I’ll ask Grandpa later

clue who was staying where. He was technically a guest himself–everything in the

“There are two guest rooms left, but they’re small and on the shady

without sunlight. A dark, damp space made him feel like he was drowning in

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thought of it gave him

moment of silence, Henry suddenly said. “What about Yvonne’s room? She’s never used it–it’s still

That sunny room next to Charles’s had been

been roomy, so they fixed up a room for Yvonne as

visibly reluctant. “Sigh… call Jeremy. Ask Yvonne if she’s

bit”

Forty days, max, and he’d be back at school. The room would be available again, a symbolic placeholder

in his grandfather’s tone, Stefan didn’t even know what to say.

having fun–and for once,

clinging to his legs as they slid down a beginner slope. His friends flanked them on either side, filming

beginner slope, but Yvonne had said the steeper hills made her butt

documented the entire “big

noticed the incoming call and shouted, “Jeremy!

and the wind rushing past his ears fell away into silence.

is it?” he asked, turning his

the guy replied after checking the

phone. Yvonne shifted her tiny frame and hugged his leg even tighter. She was having a

Jeremy lowered his gaze and looked down at Yvonne. “Yvonne, our big brother’s back. He doesn’t have a place to stay. Can he borrow your room for a while?”

looked up, big eyes peeking out from behind her ski goggles.

house, Jeremy explained.

memory of it,

back to his friend, pulled on his gloves, and Yvonne latched back onto his legs like

she looked up and asked,

didn’t even blink. “A brother is