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.

with wide black trousers. A gust of wind lifted a corner of his shirt, revealing a glimpse

in the man’s hand surprised the onlookers, causing them to shake their heads in

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

an adorable yellow duck-themed lunchbox. The aroma of chicken mushroom soup seemed to waft through the air. He had spent a long time learning how to make this soup, and last time, Cheyenne drank two

rest, so Benson specially made the chicken soup and

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

He ultimately gave up on knocking on

had soared. People were starting to

attention. It wasn’t until Mr. Owen came to find her, happily carrying a blue

gotten yourself into quite a bit of trouble with suitors. Does your grandfather know about

slightly swollen forehead and leaned back in the chair. She relaxed her

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

placed a

can’t believe it. You

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

outside your office. Since it’s not yours, I’ll just drink

god! This seemed to be Benson’s Yes, she remembered. She bought this cute animal-shaped therme’s

said, Cheyenne felt a stinging

she was lost in

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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deeply savored the aroma of the chicken soup. He nodded appreciatively, “Impressive. You can tell it’s carefully made. I don’t know who

to help your good granddaughter Miss Owen

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