She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 525: Respect Me

Cheyenne was so full, all thanks to the affluent breakfast. She didn’t want to waste the food, so she ate it all. And the culprit behind it all was still teasing her with delight.

“Cheyenne, if you marry me and your belly becomes this big when you’re pregnant, I will take good care of you and our daughter.”

Omari loved baby girls and especially wanted a daughter who looked exactly like Cheyenne. She would be his everything, and he would do anything for her.

But all Cheyenne heard was him mocking her for being fat, and she felt embarrassed.

“Shut up! Since you’re done cleaning up, just leave. I’m going to sleep.”

She said as she slowly made her way towards the room on the second floor.

“Huh? Cheyenne, you’re so heartless. I came all the way from Onistead to find you.”

Cheyenne pretended not to hear, but before leaving, she didn’t forget to tell him, “Take out the trash on your way out, thanks.”

Omari was speechless.

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Suddenly, a refined and handsome young man appeared on the street, attracting the attention of many onlookers. He appeared to be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with soft chestnut-colored medium-length hair, half of it tied up in a bun while the other half draped over his shoulder. His fair and flawless complexion, without any blemishes or visible pores, gave him an exceptional charm.

was dressed in traditional modified clothing with a classical touch. A long linen shirt paired with wide black trousers. A gust of wind lifted a corner of his shirt,

surprised the onlookers, causing them to shake their heads in pity. It was a shame that such a handsome young man

stared blankly ahead, yet everyone

of chicken mushroom soup seemed to waft through the air. He had spent a long time learning how

Cheyenne, who had been working tirelessly without rest, so Benson

the entrance of Cheyenne’s office when the ringtone from his pocket suddenly sounded. It

face showing a touch of contemplation and seriousness. He ultimately gave up on knocking on the door, placed the

were starting to come to her

the brief piano sound outside, she mistakenly thought it was someone passing by and didn’t pay much attention. It wasn’t until Mr. Owen came to find her, happily carrying a blue thermos cup, tha

quite a bit of trouble

back in the chair. She relaxed her body, trying to ease her

her delicate eyebrows and responded softly, “Don’t defame my reputation with baseless remarks. I’m currently a bona fide single

a thermos on

the cup and chuckled quietly, “Mr. Owen, I can’t believe it. You still have such childish moments. Did you steal this thermos

at the corner of Mr. Owen’s lips; he only had Leah as a

your office. Since it’s

Yes, she remembered. She bought this cute animal-shaped therme’s for ten bucks from a street vendor and gave it to Benson as a gift,

just said,

she was lost in

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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aroma of the chicken soup. He nodded appreciatively, “Impressive. You can tell it’s carefully

time to help your good granddaughter Miss Owen find a