How Death Became My Rebirth by Evelyn Florence

Chapter 257

Sure enough, Kenneth was not satisfied with it.

Although he was happy no matter what Cassandra called him, he just wanted it to be special.

“Neither of them are good. Think it over,” Kenneth said.

Cassandra was rendered speechless.

It wouldn’t be that difficult to think of a plan worth hundreds of billions of dollars.

“What do you think? What would you like me to call you?” Cassandra asked. She thought “Ken” would be too cheesy, so she didn’t bring it up.

“Dear boyfriend, Ken…” Actually, Kenneth wanted Cassandra to call him Honey most.

However, Cassandra was too young to realize it.

She was speechless for a moment.

“I’ll call you Ken then,” she suddenly said. It turned out that was Kenneth’s type.

“Okay,” Kenneth replied, looking at Cassandra with expectation.

Cassandra was a little confused, wondering what he wanted.

“Cassie!” Kenneth called.

“Yes?” Cassandra was stunned.

“Cassie!” he called again.

“I’m here,” she replied.

Kenneth held her in his arms gently as if he was holding an invaluable treasure.

“Ken, I want to drink some water,” Cassandra said, spoiling the mood.

Kenneth suddenly recalled that he first met Cassandra eight years ago. She was very sensible and kind. Although she lived a poor life, there was hope in her eyes.

She saved his life at the time but later wanted to kick him out. It was not because she disliked him. She simply didn’t have enough money to support another person.

leave. She compromised and took him in. However, she would break down crying if

lot of shrimp and gave her the rest of

call him Ken, he felt warm in his heart

hear her call him

her to agree so quickly. Given Cassandra’s current temper, she might refuse him. He was

and touched the tip of

a glass of juice for

spoiled her mood.

“Okay. Thanks,” she said.

from his phone and shared it on Instagram

handed the glass of juice

like to go upstairs and have a rest? I’ll drive you to school

“Yes, please,” Cassandra replied.

her room and opened the door for her. The wall featured a blue gradient, which made people feel at ease. The room was spacious and tidy, with a

stunned. She walked into the room and held the Winnie–the–Pooh in her arms. “Why is there a

apron, so I asked Yannick to get a Winnie–the- Pooh and put it on the bed. It will keep your accompany

course, he couldn’t tell her more about what

said. She was fond of the bear.

the Winnie–the–Pooh on the head, as

Kenneth returned to his room, he began

that a lot of people left

can compete with you when you begin to show

the woman you always wanted. By the way, Yannick,

be

[Kenneth, is this woman Cassie? Are you really

Zelinski’s Instagram

a bank: [Mr. Zelinski, have you got a

Mr. Zelinski! You finally found the love

introduce your

country and wanted to have further contact with Cassandra, he applied for an Instagram account. Yannick also invited many business partners to

decided to be together, he didn’t post it. This was

among his followers. They all thought it

cruel and indit. How could he

he had

importantly, he replied to them one

Yannick and the real

you seem to be idle. Double your training from tomorrow on. Quadruple it if