Charming Lady Hard To Chase After Being Dumped

The light in Cherry's eyes dimmed a little.

Stinky Daddy didn't even know she was his daughter, so how was she going to ask him to pick her up? However, this wasn't an issue when it came to quarreling.

She straightened her back, placed her chubby little hands on her hips, and said, "If you don't believe me, then why don't you give Daddy a call and ask him if Cherry is his daughter?!"

Whitney: “???"

The woman, who looked a little fierce, was so stunned by her words that she didn't know what to say.

She paused for a moment to catch her breath before she sneered, "I'm not going to bother Mr.Hunt just because of trivial matters like this!"

"Oh, I see.You must be afraid of my father!"

Was there even anyone who dared to mess with Justin Hunt in New York's business circle? Whitney found herself lost for words.

However, she braced herself and said, "How can that be? I just think you're using his name, that's all!"

Cherry tilted her head.

"How does my father's identity have anything to do with whether I'm taking center position or not, though?"

Whitney was about to reply when Cherry took out her cell phone and said, "Mrs.Lowe, I accidentally turned on the audio recorder just now!"

The audio recorder? Whitney's eyes suddenly widened.

Never would she have expected that a five-year-old would actually be so devious and have so many tricks up her sleeve! She clenched her fists and snatched Cherry's cell phone from her.

She sneered, "Don't you know that students are not allowed to bring cell phones to school?"

Cherry wasn't bothered though.

She glared at her with her big round eyes and said, "I know that, so I'm willing to hand over the phone.But Mommy's afraid that people will bully me in school, so I think she also placed a surveillance camera and an audio recorder on me"

She patted herself here and there and said, "Was it this big button here on the name tag? I don't quite remember anymore- Mrs.Lowe, do I go to the field and stand there now?"

Whitney: “!!!"

She balled up her fists.

She knew very well that Cherry was lying, but in the event that she wasn't, if she was filmed punishing Cherry for no reason, it would be terrible if the recording was uploaded to the Internet or used against her.

The look on Whitney's face changed a few times before she finally forced a stiff smile and said, "Why would you need to do that? I was just joking with you"

cast her eyes

back into the classroom, she said, "Let's

after

entered the dance studio, they saw Sinead

bullies me, Mommy will definitely teach them a lesson! Cherry

she heard a

and looked over.When she saw Cherry, she pursed her lips, ready to

called out, "Cherry, get back

back down the wail about to escape her mouth and

now.The first action...One, two, three, four...Five, six, seven, eight...Two, two, three, four...Five, six, seven, eight...Cherry, as the center, your

if she was

came

and started to practice the dance move from

was

with outsiders, in

grudge against her father just because he had blocked her on

right and show her a thing or two after that! The rest of the children felt like their

part of the dance was rather tiring because there were several

Cherry did it

Whitney even occasionally came

it, Cheryl? If you can't, then give up

you lacking a foundation in dancing a little too much? You

give up the center position.’’ A malicious look flashed in Whitney's

had underestimated the girl

against her, she would just take

high-intensity training every day! However, Cherry gritted

hair was wet with

honest, she knew that Whitney was

how to dance, she didn't practice much because she found it too tough

really not as solid

then she would definitely do

a half hours later, the dance lesson

her legs had turned into jelly and

on her feet as she limped all the way back to

who saw her from a distance away, trotted over and

also hurriedly fetched her

raised her head and gulped

then did she feel much

them from the side and said, "Cherry the Doggy, if you give up the center position, Mommy won't make