Chapter 453: Speak Nicely

When Cheyenne emerged from the room with anger written all over her face, Kelvin couldn’t help but feel puzzled. He thought perhaps it was because the dress she was wearing was too ordinary and not to her liking.

“What’s wrong? Just bear with it and wear it temporarily. This outfit may not be up to your standards,” he said.

He had only given Chris her measurements, asking him to buy something suitable.

In reality, the dress didn’t look bad on her at all. It just lacked the quality and design sense of Cheyenne’s usual clothing.

“It’s not about the dress. It’s… why do you know my measurements so well? Shouldn’t you have explained it to you?” she asked.

Seeing her infuriated and grinding her teeth, Kelvin couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

He leaned in close to her ear with a mischievous tone and said, “Why are you so surprised? We’ve been together for so long, with countless intimate moments. I know your body like the back of my hand.” Hearing this explanation, Cheyenne raised her fist in frustration and tried to smack his flawless face.

“You jerk, Kelvin Foley! If I hear one more lie from your mouth, I’ll beat you up!” she exclaimed.

“You can call me like you used to.” With furrowed brows, he continued whispering, “Calling my full name seems too estranged. How about just Kelvin?” Cheyenne couldn’t even entertain the idea. “Isn’t it enough for Abbie to call you that?”

Suddenly, he understood, his happiness evident. “Oh, so you’re jealous. Abbie calling me that wasn’t my idea. If you don’t like that, you can call me honey.” Cheyenne’s face turned crimson. “Get lost! I don’t like to be jealous, and I especially don’t like to be jealous because of you. Stop being so self-absorbed.” With that, she angrily crammed her wet clothes into her bag and walked toward the door.

of his laughter echoed behind her, mixed with a rare

tomorrow,

I don’t need your

the villa, good news came from Gordon’s

not ordinary sleeping aids. They contained hallucinogenic ingredients, somewhat similar to the Misty

was more to Erica’s

gain the most from her

Cheyenne’s mind, and she sneered, “Mr. Murillo, I have uncovered new leads as well. We have found the owner of that earring. Tomorrow,

a beautiful shadow. Under the eaves, a black magpie gracefully flew in from afar and stood on a protruding stone sculpture with one foot, letting out a melodious chirp.

dressed in black uniforms circulated through the crowd, carrying trays of red wine. The scene was lively, and everywhere

with young and beautiful girls, various fragrances of perfume permeated the air, so strong that it made one

dress in a pale yellow color. Her chestnut curls cascaded

other girls standing beside her praised her beauty

was one of

her, and

within the Parry family in the future, she had to win Danielle’s support. Nora searched every nook and cranny of her house and finally found an intricately carved and hollowed-out jade-inlaid pocket watch in

exquisite design and craftsmanship had at least a history of over 200 years, and it was worth

this pocket watch. Do you like it? It’s yours, wishing you

Danielle finally softened her previously

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