Chapter 145: This Is What Normal People Do

Cheyenne tapped his head with her hand. “Stop thinking about food all day and do something productive for me.”

Reece shrugged and threw the banana peel into the trash can before leaning in. “What do you need?”

“You know a lot of people in the entertainment industry, right? Look at this bead. I found it at the place where Eddie had an incident.”

Cheyenne handed him the bead.

“This is just an ordinary bead,” Reece said as he examined it closely and even sniffed it. “Wait, there’s a faint scent on it.”

It smelled like natural vegetation mixed with a woman’s subtle perfume.

He was familiar with that fragrance but couldn’t remember where he had smelled it before.

“I must have smelled this before; yes, definitely, but I can’t recall when.”

Cheyenne was getting impatient listening to him mutter to himself. “Then think harder or find out where this came from.”

Her words gave Reece an idea as he stood up abruptly and headed towards the door.

“You’re right! I’ll go ask around at various jewelry stores now,” he said confidently.

However, Cheyenne stopped him suddenly by calling out to him. “Hey… wait!”

“What’s wrong?” Reece turned around as she pointed at his clothes while looking disgustedly at him. “Look at your dark circles and scary makeup… You’ll be mistaken for a monster!”

Reece was speechless as he quickly glanced down at himself.

ruin that image like this! Let me change first, then go inquire about this matter…

rest first. I’m afraid if

on his face eerily intact. If it weren’t broad daylight, Cheyenne might have been genuinely frightened by him He replied reassuringly while turning back to

inside; you care about me so much yet say such

You are such a

you for

“Now get lost!”

was really

not forgetting to snatch the unopened bag

Cheyenne: “That’s… my lunch.”

this something a

magnificent Swarovski crystal chandelier emitted bright and dazzling light, casting shattered spots of light

the sofa, old Mr. Foley wore a black casual shirt over a loose-fitting suit of the same color. He looked

seem to care about her at all,” remarked old Mr. Foley in concern “Dad, don’t worry about it. The police will handle

sat on another end of the sofa while a servant

everything has happened. They can’t guarantee Cheyenne’s safety at all.” Why not

cup to take a sip when he was almost scared into

if this gets out, there will be rumors flying around again,” said

mansion, then they might also be implicated

exactly what his son was thinking – he didn’t want Cheyenne causing any trouble for them – but he couldn’t help but explode, “You’re not worthy of being my son!

put down his coffee cup

so go

Dad, I’ll leave right

father again if he stayed, Corey put down his coffee cup and stood up. He grabbed his suit

opened the car door and waited for

to the

was surprised to find that the atmosphere seemed different

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