Chapter 767: I'll Handle It Myself

Cheyenne... She must be disappointed in herself. Omari lowered his gaze, avoiding her eyes. As he looked at her, the brightness in her deep-set eyes instantly dimmed. Sensing the awkward atmosphere between them, neither of them spoke. Sophie, on the other hand, continued to provoke and fuel the tension between them, saying, "So, Cheyenne, are you surprised? It took quite an effort for me to find your old lover. Why aren't you saying anything?" Her words were immediately interrupted by Omari's cold voice. "Shut up." "Shut up." Their voices echoed simultaneously, and the understanding between Cheyenne and Omari silenced Sophie momentarily. She bit her bright red lip with unwillingness, her eyes filled with a mischievous gaze. Elegantly and arrogantly, she said, "Don't forget, you're under my command now!" "If it wasn't for your good looks, I would have killed you for speaking to me like that!" As she spoke, her slender fingers lightly traced Omari's hand. Upon seeing his hands