Chapter 292: Being Despised

Before Cheyenne could inquire, footsteps approached from outside the door. It sounded like more than one person was coming.

At the doorway, three figures appeared, walking closer with some disarray and commotion. Leading the group was George, dressed in a simple casual gray shirt paired with slacks. He looked notably lighter and somewhat aged from before.

To his left was the elegantly dressed Malaya, wearing a Chanel-inspired suit dress, carrying a classic black-and-white Chanel handbag and stylish white stiletto heels. She exuded an aura of sophistication and professionalism, resembling a career woman.

To his right stood Nora, appearing soft and gentle, radiating a warm and tender demeanor. She held a high-end black handbag and offered a bright smile.

Seemingly surprised to find unexpected visitors at Cheyenne’s place, the trio paused for a moment. George, confident and composed, approached and shook hands with both men, while a glimmer of hidden intent shone in his eyes behind the glasses.

“Master Davon, hello. I am George, the CEO of the Lawrence Group and Cheyenne’s father.”

“Hmm,” Davon responded with a hint of scorn as he leaned back in the sofa, crossing his arms and legs in a nonchalant manner.

Davon had already gathered information about Cheyenne’s family situation – her mother’s early death, her father’s lack of involvement, her stepmother’s favoritism, and her half-siblings’ dislike for her. George’s sudden appearance raised suspicions about his intentions.

George also noticed Omari, seated at the other end of the couch, and hesitated for a moment. He surveyed Omari, who appeared equally distinguished and had a handsome face that didn’t resemble an ordinary person.

“And who might this be?” George inquired.

Omari courteously smiled at George. He had a slim yet stylish presence, and his lips parted gently as he spoke.

I’m Omari,

face displayed a clear expression of disdain.

you hired for

Zechariah Jacobs, one of the most

features and fair skin, quite the

latter’s

less significant than that of the Todd family. Omari himself owned a high-end law firm with annual earnings in the billions, rivaling ten Lawrence families combined. They seemed to think that Mr. Lara was just an ordinary attorney, but they

being underestimated, Omari still wore warm smile. He met Malaya and Nora’s

he was glued to Davon. “Master Davon, you’re quite the go-getter and quite the young talent.

kind. It’s all thanks to the hard work of my company’s

replied in a dispassionate tone. Just as he was about to inquire about Iker’s condition, he was caught

were coming today and

bracelet on her wrist exhibited pure color, exquisite

walked in, she noticed the high-end packaging on the table, adorned with

family’s power, Master Davon’s

suddenly turned her way, momentarily leaving Malaya stupefied. Following that gaze, she saw a weathered, lifeless-looking

to Miss Lawrence. It’s probably

this man in

he dared to look at

immediately retorted with a charming, giggling tone, “Of course, as you said, this is a gift from Master Davon to our Nora. How could me, as Nora’s mother, not

at Cheyenne, who was sitting regally on the sofa, gesturing

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