“I allow you all to live here out of kindness!”

If her mood turned sour one day, it would be possible for her to kick them all out.

Cheyenne’s light laughter fell into their ears like an evil spirit that haunted them…

Sean was extremely angry and gritted his teeth. “Dad, is this house really hers?”

“Yes,” George replied weakly.

He had lived here for over ten years. If Cheyenne hadn’t brought up the issue of ownership today, he would have forgotten that this house wasn’t his.

“So you better give me back my things or else I have the right to kick you out.”

Who gave them the audacity to live in her house and steal her things to sell?

“Hmph! We can just move out then! Who cares about living in your stupid house!”

Sean was was young and rebellious with a strong sense of pride at his age.

After being provoked by Cheyenne, he immediately wanted to pack up and leave, but was stopped by Malaya.

“Sean, calm down. If you suddenly leave, where will you stay?” Malaya asked.

“I’d rather sleep on the streets than see this woman!” Sean exclaimed.

Cheyenne sneered and crossed her arms in front of them. “Go ahead, sleep on the streets. My small house can’t accommodate a big man like you.”

Sean was so angry that he glared at her and muttered under his breath, “Bitch!”

about to fight each other, George had to stand up and say something.

find a villa to live in temporarily; however, that would mean giving the private residence completely over to Cheyenne. She is just a daughter. Once she got

protested

back to

that George only has one son, and he has always

so he was

but also helplessness. It was quite a sight to behold

cleaned up. Although some things were missing, it looked

there are either rich or powerful. The white Western-style

crystal chandeliers with floral patterns emit beautiful light

tiredly from his sleep on the sofa and rubbed

a woman’s

with chestnut straight hair hanging behind her

take it. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

said as he lifted the thin blanket off himself and got up to

white striped shirt wrapped around his perfect figure, revealing a glimpse of his tanned neck as his Adam’s apple rolled with each movement. He was

charming aura, making it difficult for people

up his black suit

large pile of clothes downstairs. When they saw Kelvin, they quickly stepped aside and respectfully called

these clothes?” Are they

she not take them

servant answered obediently while lowering her head, “Miss Lawrence instructed us to burn

would their family choose to burn their clothes; otherwise, they would usually throw

man furrowed his eyebrows, revealing a few wrinkles on his

leave

the maid replied. As she held onto the clothes and took a few steps,

just leave

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