“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!”

each other, George had to stand up and say something. “Enough! Cheyenne, stop it! And

can find a villa to live in temporarily; however, that would mean giving the private residence

protested with

to your

only has one son, and he has always doted

but he has never been scolded like this before, so he was a little scared

also helplessness. It was

cleaned up. Although some things were

Villa Area 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 complement the marble reliefs of the

with floral patterns emit beautiful light and

from his sleep on

awake,” answered a woman’s gentle voice, different from

dress with chestnut straight hair hanging

didn’t take it. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. How could he forget

to the servants,” Kelvin said as he lifted the

perfect figure, revealing a glimpse of his tanned

his handsome and charming aura, making

up his black suit

the door of the room, a servant was carrying a large pile of clothes downstairs. When they saw Kelvin,

you doing with these clothes?”

not take them with

answered obediently while lowering her head, “Miss Lawrence instructed us to burn these things so as not to be an eyesore for

Only when someone has passed away would their family choose to burn their clothes;

man furrowed his eyebrows, revealing a few

may leave

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

just leave

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