Bcdblog Stories (2025)

13/07/2025

MY GIRLFRIEND OLIVIA WENT OUT WITH KYLE THE DAY BEFORE THE FINAL EXAMS AND THIS RUINED MY LIFE...

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Part 4: The First Confrontation

Olivia's eyes darted to me, waiting, expecting me to defend her, to fix the damage. But I didn't move. She hesitated too long. "Time's up," the teacher said, leading her away.

I didn't see her again for several days. By then, I had settled into my new reality. No more elite academy, no more chasing her approval, no more begging the world to see the truth. I started classes at State. It was quieter, more grounded, and for once, I wasn't trying to catch up. I was ahead. Every time I passed a mirror, I didn't see the desperate boy from before. I saw someone becoming whole again.

But that peace didn't last. One Friday evening, as I stepped out of the campus cafe, Olivia was waiting. She looked smaller, not physically, but emotionally. "Adam," she said, forcing a smile. "Can we talk?"

I wanted to say no, but something in her voice stopped me. We sat on a bench beneath a dim streetlight. "I thought you'd fight for me, like before," she said.

I didn't answer.

"You tore up my exam ticket," I said softly. "You tried to ruin my future."

"I panicked," she said quickly. "I didn't mean for it to go that far."

I turned to her. "But it did."

She looked away. "I failed," she whispered. "Everything. Kyle's gone. I think he left the city." There was silence between us. "I was scared," she said again.

"So was I." A long breath passed. "Do you hate me?" she asked.

"No," I said honestly. "But I don't believe in saving people who set the fire themselves." She blinked. "I wanted to be the hero in your story once," I added. "But you made me the villain." I stood up. "I'm not playing that part anymore."

As I walked away, she didn't follow. And for the first time in both of my lives, I didn't look back

09/07/2025

MY GIRLFRIEND OLIVIA WENT OUT WITH KYLE THE DAY BEFORE THE FINAL EXAMS AND THIS RUINED MY LIFE...

Part 3: The Day of the Exam

The next morning, I was volunteering at the exam site with my parents when I saw Olivia's parents searching desperately for her. I said nothing. The exam started. Olivia didn't show. Her mom collapsed in the courtyard, sobbing, years of hard work gone in a single night. But just before the first test ended, Olivia appeared—messy, exhausted, eyes dull. Her mother rushed over and slapped her, screaming, "Where were you? We gave up everything for you!"

Olivia turned and pointed at me. "It was Adam. He confessed to me. He... he distracted me."

I stood quietly. I let her talk because this time, I wasn't going to save her. I watched from the back steps of the exam building, the cool wind brushing against my skin as if reminding me that this was real. I had lived this day before, agonized over it, died for it. But this time, everything felt different. Not easier, just clearer.

Olivia stumbled forward as a teacher led her mother away from the courtyard. Her face was pale, her eyeliner smudged. She reeked of cheap vodka and bad choices. Kyle was nowhere to be seen. Her lie hung in the air, pointed and sharp. "It was Adam," she said again, louder. "He told me not to study. He said he'd take care of the exam stuff. I trusted him."

The crowd around us shifted—whispers, suspicion, pity. But I didn't flinch. I simply looked at her. I knew what came next. In my last life: the rumors, the accusations, the fall. But this time, I was ready.

A teacher stepped closer. "Adam, is this true?"

I met his eyes. "No."

The man studied me for a long moment, then looked back at Olivia. "We'll sort this out later. Right now, either you take the exam or you don't

08/07/2025

MY GIRLFRIEND OLIVIA WENT OUT WITH THE BAD BOY KYLE THE DAY BEFORE THE FINAL EXAMS AND THIS RUINED MY LIFE...

Part 2: A New Path, A New Conflict

This time, I didn't try to stop Olivia. When she teased me for acting jealous, I just smiled. "You and Kyle, you'll have an unforgettable night, I'm sure. And the exams tomorrow? Piece of cake, right?"

She blinked, surprised, then grinned. But things escalated when I tried to leave. She and her friend blocked me. They grabbed my phone and my exam admission ticket. "You're not telling my parents," she hissed. "If you do, you're not taking your exam."

I begged her, but she wouldn't return it. I reached for the ticket, and she pulled back so hard it tore in two. I stood there, stunned. She tossed the pieces at me. "This is your fault. You just had to interfere." Then she ran. Her friends mocked me from the hallway. "You ripped his future apart, and he didn't even fight back."

They didn't know I had already given up that exam, this time for good. I walked straight to my homeroom teacher and told her, "I'm taking the scholarship to State University instead." She smiled. "Finally."

That night, Olivia's parents came knocking, panicked. Olivia hadn't come home. My mom looked at me expectantly, but I said nothing. Let her enjoy her night with Kyle

07/07/2025

MY GIRLFRIEND OLIVIA WENT OUT WITH KYLE THE DAY BEFORE THE FINAL EXAMS AND THIS RUINED MY LIFE...

Part 1: The Second Chance

The day before final exams, Olivia decided to go out with Kyle, a guy she had just met at a bar, to celebrate her 18th birthday. It was strange. Olivia had always been serious about her grades, but that afternoon, I overheard Kyle bragging to his friend in the bathroom: "Tonight's the night. She won't be in any shape to take exams tomorrow."

In my previous life, I tried to warn Olivia. I begged her not to go, but she only laughed and snapped, "Adam, this is my birthday. Stop ruining things just because you're scared!" Desperate to protect her future, I told her parents. That night, they kept her home. The next day, they even drove her to the exam themselves. Olivia passed, got into her dream college, and Kyle? He spiraled, got into a fight while intoxicated, and things went too far. He was arrested for manslaughter.

When Olivia found out, she snapped. She invited me over, acting sweet, then accused me of something horrible that I hadn't done. My future was shattered. I was expelled, arrested, and humiliated. My parents, overwhelmed by the storm of online hate, couldn't take it. I lost them both. And Olivia? She filmed everything outside our house. She brought the video to me in prison. "This is what happens when you try to ruin my life," she whispered. "Kyle didn't deserve that, and now, neither do you."

I had a weak heart. The stress was too much. I collapsed and died in my cell.

But then I woke up, back in time, back to the day before the exams

03/07/2025

Two weeks ago, I was driving home from work and was stuck at a red light

While waiting for the light to turn green, this young boy of about 12 or 13 ran up to my car and started cleaning the windshield

I told him not to bother that it's clean, he refused and kept cleaning

I didn't have any money on me, I asked him to stop that I don't have money to give to him, he said no problem and kept cleaning

Before the light turned green, he had finished cleaning and started walking away

I called him back, asked him if he had eaten, he said no, so I offered to take him to Mega Chicken and buy him a meal

Immediately, he entered my car. I cringed at how easy it was to kidnap him because of hunger and poverty

We got to Mega Chicken, he ordered jollof only, I asked them to add chicken then I got him soft drinks

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He consumed everything so fast I ordered another plate for him

During our conversation I realized he had two younger sisters and a brother, they all lived with their mother. I bought three plates of jollof rice and one plate of eba and soup then I gave him my number and withdrew 10k for him

He laid down on the ground and was crying, he was causing a scene, I told him to enter and I drove him to his house from his description.

As he came down, he begged me to wait and ran inside the house, in seconds the entire neighbors ran out with him

They were greeting me like I was the President, I was numb from shock and gratitude, I didn't know when I started crying because of how much they appreciated the little I gave them

The mother told me they had not eaten that day, and the food I bought was the first thing they had eaten since morning and she's not feeling fine so she couldn't go out to hustle

She just started working as an office assistant in my place of work this week, I've been picking her up in the morning from their bus stop and I drop her in the evening, so she doesn't have to spend money on TFare.

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02/07/2025

ABANDONED CUTIE ADOPTED INTO BILLIONAIRE CLAN

6

Lillian stood off to the side for a moment, listening in. She couldn't quite understand why Yvonne was so attached to the withered plant, but seeing how much it mattered, she decided to step in and help.

"Well, if you like it that much, let's keep it," she said, taking the dead jasmine from the servant's hands and turning to Yvonne. "Where do you want it, Miss?"

"Can I put it in my room?" Yvonne asked, batting her big, innocent eyes.

"Of course, sweetheart," Lillian smiled.

Gently cradling the plant, Lillian led Yvonne to her room. Once inside, she placed the jasmine on the balcony where it could catch the first rays of the morning sun.

After that, she patiently showed Yvonne how to use some of the things in the room, making sure she understood everything. But with other things to take care of, Lillian couldn't stay for too long.

After Lillian left, Yvonne checked to make sure the door was locked, then quickly ran over to the dead jasmine.

The balcony was a little too high for her, so she had to drag a chair over. After climbing onto it, she could finally reach the plant.

She kicked off her shoes, stood up on the chair, and carefully touched the plant's leaves with her small, scarred hand.

She poked at one of the leaves and, with a soft voice full of pity, murmured, "Poor little flower..."

Suddenly, the leaf she touched twitched slightly, as if the plant was responding to her, using its last bit of energy to reply.

Yvonne carefully extended her other hand, gently cupping the drooping leaves. Slowly, a soft green glow started to shine from her hands.

Tiny glowing specks, like fireflies, darted into the jasmine's branches and leaves, blending in and disappearing without a trace.

A couple of minutes later, Yvonne pulled her hands back, a little wobbly on her feet and almost losing her balance.

She slid down from the chair, her face as pale as a ghost and sweat dripping from her forehead, clearly too weak to stand. But her eyes—those eyes were shining like two polished black jewels, glowing with an unnatural brilliance.

On the balcony, the jasmine plant had noticeably changed. It no longer looked dull and lifeless.

Completely drained, Yvonne climbed into the bed Lillian had made for her and collapsed into a deep sleep.

She didn't wake up until lunchtime. The table was still set with breakfast dishes, but her brother was already gone. She was alone.

Maybe it was the magical energy she'd transferred to the jasmine. Either way, she ate like she hadn't seen food in days.

Once she'd stuffed herself, she dashed back to her room, locked the door behind her, kicked off her shoes, and climbed back onto the chair like a tiny grown-up.

She got back to her "work," this time sticking with it for about five minutes. Afterward, the jasmine had clearly changed again. Yvonne bent down, gently kissing one of the buds.

Her pale face, although still weak, seemed to glow. "My little flower, hurry up and bloom, okay? Don't let me down!"

Saying goodbye to the flower, Yvonne crawled back into bed, completely exhausted. She was a little hungry, but after the huge lunch she'd just had, she didn't want to bother Lillian again.

The next time she opened her eyes, a knock at the door woke her. A young, somewhat shy voice called from outside, "Yvonne, can I come in?"

Yvonne rubbed her sleepy eyes. Her vision was still blurry when the familiar voice rang out. The moment she heard it, a lock of hair on her head shot straight up. It was Jeremy!

She quickly slipped on her shoes and bolted to the door, swinging it open in a flash.

Jeremy was standing there, holding a small cake with a pink bow, looking a little awkward as he handed it over. "Here. Lillian said you did a great job today. This is your reward, like I promised."

Yvonne's eyes practically sparkled when she saw the cake. She tilted her soft, pale face up and flashed a sweet, grateful smile. "Thanks, Jeremy!"

She cradled the little cake in her hands like it was a rare treasure, carefully placing it on the table. It was the prettiest cake she'd ever seen—way more gorgeous than anything she'd seen on TV.

Jeremy followed her into the room. When he looked around, his brow furrowed. The place was bare and dull—basically a guest room with zero personality. His eyes shifted to Yvonne's happy, innocent expression, and his frown deepened. He hadn't really noticed it before, but this was definitely not a room for a little girl. He promised himself he'd talk to Lillian later and figure out a way to redo the whole place.

Jeremy's eyes drifted around the room before landing on the wilted jasmine plant on the balcony. It stuck out like a sore thumb—impossible to miss.

He walked over, stared at it for a beat, then turned to Yvonne. "Isn't this the one Charles had? What is it doing here?"

Yvonne bit her lip nervously, her big eyes blinking up at him. "A lady said she was going to throw it out, so I just took it."

Jeremy blinked, a little confused. "But... it's dead."

Yvonne quickly ran over, looking up at him with a hopeful expression. "It's fine, Jeremy. Please let me keep it. I really like it."

She'd already pleaded so sweetly, there was no way he could say no. He sighed, giving in. "Alright, you can keep it."

Seeing her grin made his heart feel lighter, as if a kitten had playfully scratched at it. She was so easy to make happy. Before he even realized it, a small smile tugged at the corners of Jeremy's mouth.

When Yvonne saw that smile, she beamed and grabbed his hand, dragging him toward the table to eat cake together. But as they walked, Jeremy suddenly noticed something odd. Her stride was a bit off. She was limping.

26/06/2025

ABANDONED CUTIE ADOPTED INTO BILLIONAIRE CLAN

5

The servant, a kind-faced man named Peter, looked from the drooping plant to the little girl’s pleading eyes. He was caught. On one hand, he had a direct order from Mr. Charles, a young master known for his quiet but unyielding temperament. On the other, this sweet, earnest child was the newest member of the family, and denying her such a small thing felt cruel.

“Please,” Yvonne whispered again, her small hands clasped together. “I’ll take good care of it.”

That settled it. Peter let out a soft sigh and carefully handed the heavy ceramic pot to her. “Alright, Miss. But you must keep it in your room. Mr. Charles… he does not wish to see it again.”

“I will,” Yvonne promised, her face breaking into a relieved smile. The pot was heavy, and she wobbled under its weight, her injured legs protesting. Lillian quickly stepped in, taking the pot from her.

“My goodness, let me carry that for you, sweetie,” Lillian said, guiding Yvonne back to her newly prepared room. She placed the pot on a small table by the window, where it would get the morning sun. “There you go. Now, don't you worry about a thing.”

Once she was alone, Yvonne pulled a small stool over to the window. She gazed at the withered jasmine, its leaves brittle and brown, its stems limp and lifeless. To anyone else, it was a lost cause. But Yvonne saw something different. She reached out a tiny finger and gently touched a dry leaf.

She didn't know why, but she felt a faint sadness coming from the plant, a feeling of giving up. "Don't be sad," she murmured softly, as if confiding a secret. "You're not dead. You're just tired. I'm tired sometimes, too."

She remembered the gardener using a small watering can. She found a cup in the bathroom, filled it with a little water, and carefully poured it into the dry soil. She did this with a focus and seriousness that was beyond her years, her brow furrowed in concentration. She spent the rest of the afternoon sitting by the plant, occasionally whispering words of encouragement to it until she dozed off on the stool.

That evening, when Jeremy returned from school, the first thing he did was check on Yvonne. He found her sleeping soundly in her bed, Lillian having moved her earlier. His eyes fell on the pot of dead jasmine by the window, and he frowned slightly, recognizing it as one of Charles's. He assumed Lillian had given it to her to play with and thought nothing more of it.

He fulfilled his promise, leaving a small, elegantly wrapped box of imported chocolates on her nightstand before leaving quietly.

The next morning, the sun streamed into Yvonne's room, casting a warm glow. Lillian entered with a fresh set of clothes, ready to help the little girl get dressed. "Good morning, my dear," she chirped. "Did you sleep well?"

Yvonne nodded, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. But then Lillian stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes wide with disbelief. She was staring at the pot by the window.

"Merciful heavens..." she breathed.

The jasmine plant, which had been a collection of dead twigs the day before, was now transformed. The leaves were a lush, vibrant green, plump with life. And nestled among them, one single, perfect, snow-white jasmine flower had bloomed, its delicate petals unfurled. A sweet, gentle fragrance filled the entire room, a scent of hope and life that had been absent from the house for a very long time.

Upstairs, in his sterile, gray room, Charles was woken not by a servant, but by a scent. Faint at first, but unmistakable. It was the sweet, clean fragrance of jasmine in full bloom. He sat up, his heart pounding in his chest. It was impossible. He hadn't smelled that scent in years, not since…

He pushed his thin blankets aside and, for the first time in months, walked out of his room on his own accord. He followed the scent down the hallway, a moth drawn to a forgotten flame. It led him to the door of a room he’d never entered. It was slightly ajar.

He pushed it open and saw her. The little girl from the garden was sitting on the floor, playing with a set of new dolls. And on the table beside her stood the jasmine plant, vibrant and alive, crowned by its single, miraculous blossom.

Charles froze in the doorway, his pale face a mask of shock. His mind reeled. It couldn't be. He had watched that plant die. He had willed it to die, just like everything else he touched.

Yvonne looked up and saw him standing there, a tall, ghost-like figure in the doorway. She wasn't scared. She recognized the same deep sadness in his eyes that she had felt from the flower.

She gave him a small, shy smile. "Hello, Third Brother," she said in her soft, clear voice. "I fixed your flower. I told it not to be sad anymore."

16/06/2025

ABANDONED CUTIE ADOPTED INTO BILLIONAIRE CLAN

4

Yvonne did her best not to cry. She knew better than to cause a scene, so she quietly wiped away the tear stains on her face.

It was a sadness she couldn't seem to get rid of. Jeremy, seeing her like this, was all kinds of conflicted.

He shouldn't have found Yvonne's current state endearing, right? After all, he couldn't stand whiny, crying brats.

He'd even daydreamed about making all those spoiled kids just disappear. But seeing Yvonne like this stirred something deep inside him, something he couldn't quite put his finger on.

He awkwardly grabbed a few tissues and held her small face in his hands, his movements a little stiff. "In a couple of weeks, I'll bring you back for a visit."

His voice was a little rough, and his actions weren't exactly gentle, but his attempt was much better than her own. Yvonne stayed quiet, her voice soft and uncertain as she spoke.

"Th-thank you, Jeremy." "Hmph."

For once, Jeremy didn't act all cocky and untouchable. He gently ruffled her hair, his fingers brushing through it with a kind of tenderness he didn't show often.

The car pulled up to the Adler family's home—a massive, standalone villa in Riverdale Bay. It was worth an insane twenty-five million dollars, and while they'd bought it years ago, today was the first time they were actually staying there.

Yvonne felt small and out of place in front of the giant mansion. She followed Jeremy, her nerves getting the best of her.

She reached out to grab his hand but then remembered how he'd said he didn't like that. She hesitated, pulling her hand back as if she'd done something wrong.

This place was massive and so unfamiliar. Just stepping through the door, she already feared she'd mess something up or dirty the floor.

"Jeremy?" A soft, hesitant voice broke the silence.

Jeremy looked down and saw Yvonne's eyes brimming with tears again, as if she was about to start bawling. "C-Can I hold your hand?" she asked, her voice shaking as if she wasn't sure she was allowed.

Jeremy froze for a second, caught off guard by the sudden request. That brief hesitation made her think he wasn't okay with it.

Her voice wobbled again. "J-Just for a bit... I'm scared..."

His heart tugged. After a brief pause, Yvonne pulled her hand back as if she'd done something wrong, her head drooping as she murmured, "Sorry."

Before she could feel too embarrassed, a cool, fresh scent surrounded her, and suddenly she was lifted off the ground, her feet dangling as she was taken to a whole new height. A stiff, slightly awkward voice spoke near her ear, "I can't stand hearing people apologize. Don't say it again, alright?"

"Okay," Yvonne nodded, taking his words to heart. She carefully tugged at the collar of Jeremy's shirt, watching him for any signs of rejection.

When he didn't push her away, she slowly relaxed and leaned against him. "Jeremy, you're the best," she murmured, her voice soft and trusting.

Jeremy just pressed his lips together and held her tighter as he walked inside. Meanwhile, at the Yates mansion, Marian had a totally different reaction to the luxurious space.

She was calm and collected, following Robert silently. On the outside, she looked cool and composed, but her eyes were darting around, taking everything in.

Her excitement was barely contained, her eyes alight with a burning desire. This was the Yates family—the richest in Blorence City.

And it was even more breathtaking than she'd ever imagined. From now on, she would be the one taking Yvonne's place and ruling this house.

Marian rushed to keep up with Robert, taking quick, deliberate little steps, trying to maintain a bit of composure. As they walked, she couldn't help but notice there wasn't a single Yates family member in sight—not even a servant.

It made her feel more and more uneasy. The second they stepped through the door, there was a loud bang as something exploded right above her head.

Marian shrieked, instinctively ducking down and covering her head. Colorful ribbons rained down like confetti.

"Welcome to our family, Yvonne!" Nina Yates, along with her two kids, was already waiting, each holding a party popper.

Only Oliver Yates, the second youngest, had his actually pop with a loud bang. Nina casually tossed her unpopped party popper onto the couch and, without missing a beat, a servant rushed in to hang up a banner.

Marian looked up and froze when she saw it: "A Warm Welcome to Yvonne Joining the Yates Family!!" Her face immediately went blank, and she turned to Robert, wide-eyed with confusion.

Meanwhile, Nina and the kids saw her expression, and their smiles disappeared as fast as if someone had slapped them in the face. Robert let out a frustrated sigh, rubbing his forehead, clearly uncomfortable.

It turned out Nina and the kids had thought he was bringing Yvonne back today, and they'd gone all out with this surprise. He'd forgotten to mention that Marian was the one he was bringing.

"This is Marian... she's, uh, part of the family now," Robert muttered awkwardly, his words trailing off. The air was thick with tension, and all he could do was let the awkwardness linger.

Nina, ever the quick thinker, immediately directed the servant to take the banner down as if nothing had happened. She then walked over to Marian, looking genuinely sorry.

"Oh god, Marian, I'm so sorry. We totally screwed up."

"We'll throw you a much bigger welcome party next time, I swear." Marian blinked back tears, her lip quivering slightly.

She bit it back and gave a tiny nod, clearly trying not to show that she was hurt. The effort made Nina feel terrible, as if she'd just kicked the girl in the stomach.

"Alright, let's get all this cleaned up," Nina ordered the staff, trying to move past the awkwardness. The living room was filled with gifts—expensive teddy bears, fancy dresses, diamond-studded hairpins—all meant for Yvonne, now completely out of place thanks to this mix-up.

What was supposed to be a smooth, well-planned welcome party had turned into an epic disaster. After everything was cleared away, Nina quickly pulled Robert off to another room to talk, leaving the three kids sitting awkwardly with Marian.

The Yates kids, always polite, didn't treat Marian any differently, even though everything had gone totally wrong. If anything, they went out of their way to be nice to her.

But Marian couldn't care less about their kindness. She was still fixated on those damn gifts—the teddy bears, the dresses, the sparkly hairpins.

"If they got the wrong person, why not just give me all that stuff?" she thought to herself, annoyed. "That woman, can't she even handle a simple mix-up like this?"

14/06/2025

ABANDONED CUTE GIRL GETS ADOPTED INTO BILLIONAIRE CLAN

3

Aside from the intimidating man from earlier, there was also a teenage boy, probably around fifteen.

He had striking features—tall, slim, and dressed in clean, neat clothes—but his face was full of a stubborn pride, much like the man's.

Kelvin Adler glanced down, his eyes flicking over the boy with little interest. His voice was cool as he said, "Ask the lady yourself.

What's the name of the kid you're looking for?" Jeremy Adler bit his lip, his eyes darting around nervously. He mumbled under his breath, "It's not like I'm the one looking for her... I just feel sorry for the kid." Dani, looking confused, blinked at him.

"Hi there, which kid are you talking about?" Jeremy cleared his throat, his face flushing slightly as he mumbled, barely above a whisper, "Yvonne." Dani almost didn't catch that. "Did you say Yvonne?" she asked, staring at him, not quite believing it.

"You've met this child before?" Jeremy nodded slightly, then tried to downplay it. "I just think she seems... okay." Kelvin's gaze flickered over his son's awkward face, his expression unreadable.

He was clearly frustrated with Jeremy's pride. Kelvin finally looked away, his tone as cold as ever. "Can I see the child?" Dani snapped out of her thoughts and quickly nodded. "She should be awake now.

I'll get someone to bring her." A few minutes later, a volunteer entered, holding a groggy Yvonne. As soon as she was placed on the floor, her eyes locked onto Dani, who looked like she was about to lose it.

Yvonne didn't seem to care at all about the tension; whatever had happened last night was a distant memory. "Mrs. Harrison!" Yvonne tottered over to her, bouncing like a little snowball and crashing into her legs.

Once she was in Dani's arms, she noticed the two men in the room.

Dani paused before saying, "Yvonne, this is Mr. Kelvin Adler and his son, Mr. Jeremy Adler." Yvonne gripped Dani's clothes tightly, her big, innocent eyes darting from one man to the other.

When she saw Jeremy, her eyes lit up, and she immediately called out, "Hi, Mr. Adler!" Kelvin's eyes lingered on her for a moment, but his face remained unreadable, as always.

Dani, feeling the tension in the air, didn't dare to speak, but Yvonne, totally unaware of the situation, flashed a sweet smile at Jeremy. After a brief moment, Kelvin gave Dani a nod, his tone steady and flat. "That's the one. Get the paperwork done." Dani's heart skipped a beat.

While Kelvin's background was unclear, the way he spoke and carried himself made it clear he was no ordinary person—definitely not someone like the Yates family from yesterday.

Still, he didn't seem like the easiest person to deal with, and the director worried Yvonne might get the short end of the stick.

But then, she decided to let Yvonne make the decision herself. Softly, she asked, "Yvonne, Mr. Adler wants to adopt you. Would you like to go home with him?" Yvonne's eyes widened in surprise.

They sparkled as she sneaked a look at Kelvin. He was sitting on a simple wooden chair, looking like some untouchable figure—sharp features, almost too perfect. Yvonne quickly shifted her gaze and saw Jeremy sitting next to him.

Jeremy seemed a little nervous, his eyes darting away from hers, his face stiff, with his usual guard up. Yvonne suddenly grinned, her whole face lighting up with joy.

"Yeah, sure! I wanna go home with them!" Jeremy's tense expression softened for a second, his brows relaxing.

He curled his fingers slightly, fighting back a smile. If he had a tail, it would probably be wagging right now. Kelvin stayed behind in the office to handle the paperwork while Jeremy waited outside.

Yvonne, totally excited, skipped over to Jeremy, naturally grabbing his hand and beaming up at him with a big smile. "Hi!" Jeremy muttered a cold response, his lips pressed tight, but he didn't look at her.

Yvonne wasn't at all scared by Jeremy's cold, distant stare. Instead, she tilted her tiny head and, with a sweet, babyish voice, said, "Mrs. Harrison told me you're the one who was looking for me. Thanks for taking me home! I really like you."

Her innocent words could melt anyone's heart, but Jeremy Adler kept up his cool act. "I don't like you, so don't go getting any ideas." But his pale cheeks betrayed him, flushing bright red.

Yvonne stared at him for a couple of seconds before sighing and dropping her hand. "Okay." She was clearly disappointed and went quiet after that.

Jeremy, trying to look indifferent, kept sneaking glances at her. The little one sat next to him, bored, doodling aimlessly in the dirt with a twig.

When he saw the red, swollen spots on her palm, his heart tightened. He suddenly asked, "How'd you hurt your hand?" Yvonne bit her lip, her long lashes fluttering like little brushes.

She had wrapped it up yesterday, but it got itchy at night, and she had scratched it open by accident. "I hurt it when I fell, but I already treated it..."

Her voice was barely audible, and Jeremy didn't think much of it. He assumed it was just from her being a bit reckless. He bent down and gave her a soft tap on the head with his fingers.

"You're such an idiot. I've never seen anyone mess up their hand like that." Yvonne covered her head, sniffing, and muttered softly, "Got it..."

Seeing her like that, Jeremy couldn't help but smile. She was so cute—soft and sweet, the kind of kid he just couldn't resist. At that moment, Kelvin Adler came out, done with the paperwork. He noticed the two of them walking hand in hand, already getting along pretty well. He gave them a quick glance, said nothing, and simply led them out of the orphanage. Yvonne took a few steps before looking back at Dani, who was smiling and waving at her. After a brief moment of hesitation, she let go of Jeremy's hand and ran back. Dani crouched down with a warm smile. "Yvonne, remember to listen to Mr. Adler, okay? Don't p**s him off. And if he's cool with it, I'll come see you." She gently wiped away the tears on Yvonne's face, pulling a tissue from her pocket and handing it to her. "Stop crying, go on now. Don't keep Mr. Adler waiting too long." Yvonne, her eyes brimming with tears, sobbed and choked out, "I... I'm sorry about last night..." Dani interrupted her, wiping her face. "It's fine, sweetie. I'll bring your necklace as soon as I find it. Don't worry about Bucky, either. I'll take care of him. And if Mr. Adler wants a dog, once Bucky's pups are old enough, I'll pick out the cutest one and bring it to you." With a soft nudge on her back, Dani urged her to keep going. Jeremy walked over and wordlessly scooped the child up, carrying her in his arms. He gave Dani a brief nod, then got into the car with the crying little one. Only after the Adler family's car had disappeared from view did Dani turn to leave. She grabbed a couple of bread rolls from the cafeteria, then went into the monitoring room to pull up the footage from the previous day. She cared for each and every child in the orphanage as if they were her own. She'd always believed Marian, despite her competitive nature, would never hurt anyone. But she'd started noticing some odd behavior in Marian lately. In the past, whenever new clothes were donated, she would rush to grab the best ones. But three days ago, during the clothes distribution, Marian had been strangely quiet, not fighting for anything.

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