Chapter 108: Mysterious Gift Giver

In his eyes, no matter what she did, it was all a result of her twisted mind. She couldn’t compare to Nora’s purity and innocence.

The mother-daughter duo had some nerve. Not only did Nora falsely accuse her at the exhibition, but now they were playing the victim!

“So what?” Cheyenne admitted to her “crime” unabashedly. George trembled with anger and struggled to find words.

Cheyenne’s smile didn’t falter as she replied, “Do I have an obligation to pay for Nora’s mistakes?” “At the exhibition, she kept saying that I pushed her and tried to shift blame onto me. I don’t want such a malicious sister!” She practically shouted the last sentence out.

Cheyenne’s voice filled the entire room, and Nora, who was hiding by the door, bit her lip, unsure whether she should come out.

George’s expression changed, and his voice stuttered, “You… you mean, Nora… she, she said it was you.”

“That’s enough. I don’t want to pretend with you all here anymore. I’ll warn you one last time, stay away from me or get out of this house!” She spoke while her peripheral vision disdainfully watched the white figure behind the door. That last sentence was directed towards Nora specifically.

If they left this villa, where would they go?

Malaya glared at George with disappointment written all over her face. As a father, he should not have been yelled at by his daughter like that; it was shameful!

Time flew by, and it was now the day before the banquet. The entire Akloit media was buzzing with reports about the itinerary of Emily Davidson, the President’s daughter.

Cheyenne woke up early for once wearing a cute pink bunny pajama set with matching headband sitting cross-legged and eating breakfast when one of their servants brought in a newspaper which she glanced through absentmindedly.

sideways wearing a white dress paired with short white boots while sporting brown wide-brimmed fisherman hat along with mouth mask covering half of face revealing nothing but long

article praised Emily as if she were some kind of

was all about how Iker’s personality underwent a drastic change after breaking his leg and how he voluntarily

bread in her mouth didn’t taste good

It’s all made

school, and when she saw Cheyenne sitting at the table downstairs, she instinctively headed upstairs like a mouse seeing a cat. Malaya stopped her. “You’re about to

I forgot something upstairs. I

black leather shoes. Her guilty side

guts to frame me, but didn’t have enough guts for a

leg and looked at all of the tiny puncture wounds on his calf. The treatments were starting to show results now; Iker could feel them

his body as if every muscle

in another hand, “the first stage of stimulation for your leg is almost complete now; next we’ll need medicinal baths which will require quite a lot of herbs such as fructus cnidii, liquorice, radix bupleuri… but most importantly we’ll need Snow

its color is reddish but crystal clear like floating

time to harvest them was in the winter. During transportation, the roots had to be

wasn’t going be an

owned large businesses, this wouldn’t

took the list, then called Tanner over who went down directly into pharmacy

Tanner likes you,” Iker

by the nonsensical words, but then chuckled lightly. “Of course, wherever I go,

had no idea

pear blossom

tomorrow night’s banquet,” he

controlled his wheelchair and left, leaving Cheyenne with only

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