Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

Chapter 267

When Richard learned what happened, his face instantly darkened like a thundercloud.

He yanked the little fox up by the scruff and tore into him. “So that’s why you ignored me earlier? Been busy brewing up trouble in that little head of yours, Inh?”

Knowing there was no escaping this time, the little fox pulled out all the stops, wagging its tail in full–blown damage control mode.

But Richard wasn’t having it. Completely immune. Unbathered. Unforgiving. Unless your natne was Yvonne, even the cutest little antics in the world wouldn’t move him one bit

Without hesitation, he handed the fox off to a passing bodyguard. “Lock him up. Let him think long and hard about his

actions

And just like that, the poor little troublemaker was carried away, face full of despair like he was on his way to execution. If I’d known this would happen, I wouldn’t have touched that stupid flower, he thought bitterly.

With that muisance out of the way, Richard returned to Yvonne’s side.

His big, weathered hand gently ruffled her hair as his entire expression melted into affectionate warmth. “Don’t be mad, sweetheart. I’ll take you out for some fun.”

Right on cue, Stefan came downstairs, freshly showered, hair damp and tousled. He slowed for a brief second, his gaze flickering past Yvonne to rest pointedly on Jeremy.

“Take him with you,” he said.

Jeremy blinked, surprised–hut before he could feel even mildly touched, Stefan added coolly. To a flower arrangement class. I’ll send the address.”

had technically been resolved–Stefan had rearranged the bouquet himself and moved on.

sneakily placed

and random twigs–truly offensive. Stefan was

balked. “No

a whole vibe–untamed, unpolished, artistically chaotic, with at spiritual

of genius, and now he was being petty about

house, however–including his own dear sister Yvonne–agreed with Stefan. So off he

name like they were best friends. But once class started,

it off. No need to ask who

his stamp of approval. It was torture. Actual

time he got out–past ten at night–his soul had withered. And when the teacher waved cheerfully

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of her Happines‘

if this was all Stefan’s revenge! A punishment for being too

as he stepped inside, be made a beeline for

and no one could stop hien–not even

on

later, it opened. Stefan stood there, just out of the shower, black hair dripping, looking calm and

stood there, just out of the shower, black hair dripping. Tooking calm and

he asked, eyes steady.