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.

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

them to shake their heads in pity. It was a shame that such a handsome young

of stars, stared blankly ahead, yet everyone could

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

working tirelessly without rest, so Benson specially made the chicken soup and brought

a faint smile on his face, Benson had just arrived at the entrance of Cheyenne’s office when the ringtone from his pocket suddenly sounded. It was a sad and lingering piano

face showing a touch of contemplation and seriousness. He ultimately gave up on knocking

were starting to come to

passing by and didn’t pay much attention. It wasn’t until Mr. Owen came to find her,

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

her slightly swollen forehead and leaned back in the chair. She relaxed her body, trying to ease

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

placed a thermos on

She glanced at the cup and chuckled quietly, “Mr. Owen, I can’t believe it. You still have such childish moments. Did you steal this thermos from one of your grandsons

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

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

thermos, Cheyenne took a closer look. Oh my god! This seemed to be Benson’s Yes, she remembered. She bought this cute animal-shaped therme’s for ten

had just said, Cheyenne felt a

she was

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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

Owen, maybe you should use this time to help

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