The Soft-Hearted Wife of Mr. Big Shot-Chapter 68: His Was Partiality

"And this, do you like it?"

Leo Grant took out a set of keys from his pocket and handed them to Holly Sawyer.

"What is this?"

Holly held the keys in her hand, weighing them slightly, feeling a bit puzzled.

Hmm, why give her keys?

"Look at this."

Leo handed the document on the table to Holly, the smile on his lips unusually gentle.

Curious, Holly opened the document and saw it was a transfer document for a dessert shop. The shop seemed simple, called "White Peach Oolong."

Holly blinked at Leo, "Brother, this is..."

"It’s a gift for you."

"Everything inside has a uniform flavor, white peach oolong."

Leo reached out and gently ruffled Holly’s hair, his smile growing tenderer.

Knowing the little girl loved white peach oolong flavored things, he thought of giving her a shop filled with such treats.

This way, she could eat her favorite things every day. Leo had done some research and found that the white peach oolong flavor wasn’t very common.

He hoped her life would be filled with joy every day, and her happiness was particularly simple — just having lots of delicious food to eat.

Girls crave special treatment, to be an exception, to stand out.

He thought, as long as he treated the little girl really well, she wouldn’t leave him, she’d stay by his side.

"You’re so kind, brother."

Holly suddenly felt a bit moved to tears, biting her lip tightly, her face breaking into a radiant smile.

Is this favoritism?

"As long as Holly likes it."

The affection on Leo’s lips was unwavering.

The little girl’s liking was the best reward. Her happiness was also the best reward.

"Yes, I really like it."

Holly clutched the keys tightly.

"Remember to keep the business card. You can go whenever you want to eat; brother has to work and can’t accompany Holly all the time."

"Everything inside is what Holly likes. The shop is new, and I’ve carefully selected the staff. I’ve tasted it; it’s quite delicious."

Leo’s words were incredibly gentle. The little girl, being so easy to satisfy, should be particularly happy right now.

Looking at Leo, Holly felt this must be what it felt like to be cherished. Leo was really attentive.

A boy so detail-oriented, his future girlfriend would be particularly happy.

Unexpectedly, Holly had an impulse not to leave, an urge to stay with Leo.

Leo, as a brother, had done so much. His attention to a sister was so much; how much more would it be for a future girlfriend?

There was a saying that resonated deeply:

The details I like aren’t just about covering all bases but being subconsciously remembered and cherished.

Just like knowing I love candy, you don’t need to buy it every time, but when you see it, you think of me liking it, and without hesitation, you buy it for me.

"Brother, you’ve made me cry."

Holly sniffled, glimmers of tears shining in her eyes; she truly felt touched.

She liked to smile, facing difficulties with a smile, but at this moment, she really wanted to cry.

The keys, the business card, the document — clearly light items, but holding them felt heavy, as if she couldn’t hold them steady.

"It’s only natural for brother to be good to you."

Leo took two steps and embraced Holly, gently patting her back, speaking with warmth.

His desire to be good to Holly felt entirely natural.

Seeing Holly’s pure and joyful smile always lightened his own mood.

The little girl was soft, and hugging her felt wonderful.

"But no one’s goodness to another is ever without reason."

Holly looked up, her eyes unwaveringly fixed on Leo.

Yes, no one’s goodness to another is ever without reason in this world.

The people at The Pantheon were kind to her not naturally; they revered her as belief, liked her, considered her a good friend, hence their kindness. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

There couldn’t be unconditional kindness without a reason between people.

"I’m your brother, so it’s natural for a brother to be good to his sister."

Leo gently ruffled Holly’s hair; his voice was exceptionally soft.

Just a brother’s care for his sister.

Leo was quite the capable brother.

Holly blinked: "Indeed."

Is it truly natural for a brother to be kind to his sister?

Perhaps.

Having never had a brother, Holly naturally didn’t know if it was truly natural or not, though perhaps it wasn’t.

——

Wendy Wright and Miles Miller finally divorced. Miles disagreed, but Holly intervened, so the result was inevitable.

After the divorce, Wendy wanted nothing, planning to leave with nothing but her own belongings, rejecting anything of Miles’s.

Being a housewife for so long, she lacked a source of income, forgetting all she had learned, survival would be difficult, yet Wendy had her pride.

Wendy packed her things while Nancy Miller stood watching.

"Mom, you can’t leave with nothing."

Nancy took a deep breath, looking at Wendy with seriousness in her eyes.

Wendy leaving with nothing would indeed be a win for Miles, all those years of toil without any compensation was unwarranted.

"I don’t want anything of his."

Wendy shook her head.

"Aunt, you can leave the rest, but you must take the house."

Holly produced a document, a property transfer agreement, and handed it to Wendy earnestly.

It was something she obtained with a little strategy from Miles, something belonging to Wendy.

While everything else could be absent and slowly attained, a home was indispensable, otherwise, she’d be left homeless.

"Holly..."

Wendy looked at Holly, words unspoken.

Nancy had told her all about Holly’s situation, leaving Wendy conflicted.

Facing Holly, she didn’t know how to feel.

Holly was Miles’s daughter, and there was some lingering disquiet, even if she’d done no wrong.

"Auntie, take it. You’ve been so good to him, you can’t walk away without expecting something in return."

Holly took Wendy’s hand, placing the document in her palm, her voice soft.

Wendy nodded: "Alright."

Indeed, having a place to stay was crucial, with Nancy with her. Without a home, how could she not feel her daughter would suffer?

"I’ll take you there; you have too many things."

Holly slightly curled her lips as she spoke.

"That... I can just take a cab. Have you got your driving license?"

Wendy hesitated momentarily, feeling it was quite a bother for Holly to take her.