Chapter 718: Darren Miller

Cheyenne had her long, flowing hair styled into an elegant bun adorned with golden gemstone, exuding a rich and dignified elegance.

On her face, they wanted to apply a geisha makeup. Cheyenne declined and coolly stood up from her chair, rejecting their offer, "I can handle it myself."

The two maids exchanged puzzled glances, and one of them responded, "Miss Lawrence, please be patient. It will be ready shortly." The other maid chimed in, "Indeed, as our honored guest, we can't allow Miss Lawrence to do it yourself."

Cheyenne became increasingly suspicious of their intentions. Though she had never been to Jostrana before, she had learned from television dramas and history books that the robe they prepared for her was reserved for noble women during marriage ceremonies or birthday banquets.

"Where is your Master Darren? I want to see him," Cheyenne demanded.

The maids hesitated and attempted to placate her, "Miss Lawrence, please allow us to finish your makeup first. Master Darren will be here shortly."

"I said I want to see your Master Darren. I want to see what he's up to," Cheyenne insisted. She recalled being pushed into the water by Charlotte and being saved by someone wearing black. Could that person be the owner of this room?

Just as the maids were faltering, a clear and familiar voice, as melodious as a song, emerged from the entrance. It sent shivers down their spines.

"You both may leave now."

"Master Darren."

The two maids called out in unison, their voices reaching Cheyenne's ears as she turned her head to see the slender figure slowly walking towards the doorway.

green belt, accentuating his slim waist

from under his robe. In his hands, he held a wooden tray with a small bowl made of celadon, emanating a tantalizing aroma of chicken soup. That refined and clear face, who else could it be but Benson? Seeing him, Cheyenne was initially shocked, but then seemed to understand something. She curled her lips into a mocking and cold smile. "So,

Master Darren, the famous member

and ruthless father in the

your relationship with Lucien Miller, the guy

surname Miller... I

demeanor kept him at a distance. However, he decided to answer her questions because he didn't want to

are needed to cover

my family's employee. I'm sorry, Cheyenne. I had no idea that my father had bribed

the Dead Forest, but his aim was to prevent

Lucien had already betrayed him, following his father's arrangement, and even made a move against

he was afraid that Cheyenne would be harmed, which is

she had seen, in the Dead Forest she coincidentally encountered

not entitled to seek

awakened, she was emotionally distressed, in poor health, and on top of that,

don't need you to care

on, you and I

you are now the Miller family's

her attitude towards him was so cold

kindness to

person who may be

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