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.

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.

classical touch. A long linen shirt paired with wide black trousers. A gust of

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

beautiful eyes, reminiscent of stars, stared blankly ahead, yet everyone could still sense the gentle aura emanating

the air. He had spent a long time learning how to

rest, so Benson specially

when the ringtone from his pocket suddenly sounded. It was a sad and lingering piano melody

contemplation and seriousness. He ultimately gave up on knocking on the door, placed the chicken soup

her reputation had soared. People were starting to come to her

she heard the brief piano sound outside, she mistakenly thought it was someone passing by and didn’t pay much attention.

have gotten yourself into quite a bit of trouble with suitors. Does your

the

softly, “Don’t defame my reputation with baseless remarks. I’m currently a bona fide

Kyson placed a thermos on her

quietly, “Mr. Owen, I can’t believe it. You still have such childish moments. Did you

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

found this outside your office. Since it’s not yours,

seemed to be Benson’s Yes, she remembered. She bought this cute animal-shaped therme’s for ten bucks from a street

what she had just said, Cheyenne felt a stinging sensation on her

was lost in

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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of the chicken soup. He nodded appreciatively, “Impressive. You can tell it’s carefully made. I don’t know who your suitor is, but

maybe you should use this time to help your good granddaughter Miss Owen find a suitable

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