“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 Sean, go back to your

of money and can 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 married off, the residence

Sean protested with

to your

know that George only has one son, and he has

getting whatever he wants, but he has never been scolded like this before, so he was a little scared when George suddenly became

eyes suddenly turned red, and his cold face showed anger but also helplessness. It was quite a sight to behold – at least

her room was finally cleaned up. Although some things were missing, it

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 house, all displaying its exquisite

chandeliers with floral patterns emit

man woke up tiredly from his sleep on the sofa and rubbed his forehead impatiently. “Cheyenne,

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

chestnut straight hair hanging behind her head

the glass in her hand but didn’t take it. A hint of coldness flashed

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

perfect figure, revealing a glimpse of his tanned neck as his Adam’s

emanating from him suppressed his handsome and charming aura, making it difficult for people

his black

was carrying a large pile of clothes downstairs. When they saw Kelvin, they

these

she not take

her head, “Miss Lawrence instructed us to

them? Only when someone has passed away would their family choose to burn their

eyebrows, revealing a few wrinkles on his broad

leave now,” he

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

leave

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