Chapter 54: The Man Selling a Fake Book Was Her Grandfather

For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall became extremely awkward. The tension dropped to freezing point while tears welled up in Nora’s eyes.

“If you don’t want me to go, then I won’t! Who cares? You’re so arrogant just because you have a good grandfather!”

After speaking, she lifted her skirt and headed upstairs. Cheyenne heard what she said and smiled at Zack, “Zack, what does Nora mean? Is she criticizing you for being a rural farmer?”

Malaya and Emmanuel’s faces turned purple for a moment, while Zack was shaking with anger.

He stood up with his cane and said, “Alright, as a country bumpkin like me, it’s not appropriate to sit here. Emmanuel, let’s go!”

Emmanuel hesitated for a moment. He wanted to get to know Cheyenne better.

Unfortunately, his grandfather was already urging him on.

“Yes.”

“Miss Lawrence, since you’re going to the Todd’s today, we’ll make plans another day,” he said gently as he helped Zack up from his chair in preparation to leave.

Cheyenne smiled coyly while crossing her arms looking at the two of them. “I won’t have free time for you!”

Emmanuel couldn’t keep the smile on his handsome face any longer; he prided himself on maintaining gentlemanly behavior from the moment he entered until now without any missteps However, Cheyenne was impolite and unfriendly to him. Yet he couldn’t get angry watching her stunning face.

“Miss Lawrence, you must be joking. We’ll talk more later. I’m always available to meet with you,” he said as he helped Zack out of the Lawrence Villa.

her to apologize. Nora was very concerned about saving face and even if she knew

going,” Nora stubbornly

up ending on a sour note. Malaya felt stuck

saying their goodbyes. She got into her luxury car and took on the responsibility

idea you’ve been through so much these past few years. Your stepmother is such a hypocrite,”

figured that out when I was a teenager,”

she was just fourteen years old with an attitude that showed

chuckled and asked, “So you you’ve pretended as a rebellious girl since you were fourteen?” It wasn’t until eighth grade that Cheyenne first

engaged in research work for more than

to his face, his

the midst of winter, he was wearing

candy at the school gate and looked at

at it,

him, but who knew that the “weird old man”

candy and said, “Your name is Cheyenne, right? You

mom are like

looks mature in

tacky and nouveau-riche style of dressing, but because she

the little girl looked wary. “Don’t think that just because you know my name, you can pretend to know me. Are you

took

quickly scratched his

I’m your grandfather. Your mother is my daughter and I

such a chatterbox,”

young girl’s eyes showed

and then rummaged through his bag. After searching for a bit, he pulled out a hardcover book

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