“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!”

to stand up and say

that would mean giving the private residence completely over to Cheyenne. She is just a daughter.

Sean protested

to your

George only has one son,

this before, so he was

anger but also helplessness.

Although some things

was a famous top circle in Akloit. Those who live there are either rich or powerful. The white Western-style villa with a garden is particularly eye-catching. The Gothic spires

hall, crystal chandeliers with floral patterns emit

woke up tiredly from his sleep on the sofa and rubbed his forehead

answered a woman’s gentle voice,

who wore a white floral dress with chestnut straight hair hanging behind her

coldness

to the servants,” Kelvin said as he lifted the thin blanket off himself and got up to put on

revealing a glimpse of his tanned neck as his Adam’s apple rolled with each movement. He was

charming

words, he picked up his black suit jacket and

pile of clothes downstairs. When they saw Kelvin,

doing with these

not take them with

“Miss Lawrence instructed us to burn

Only when someone has passed away would their family choose to burn their clothes; otherwise, they would usually throw them in the trash

eyebrows, revealing a few wrinkles on his

may leave

replied. As she held onto the clothes and took

just leave

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