Chapter 832: How About Calling Him David Foley?

To Cheyenne's surprise, the wild man without a beard was actually quite handsome. His eyebrows and deep, charming eyes seemed to exude a sense of justice despite their flirtatious appearance. His nose was straight and his lips were neither too thin nor too thick. When Channing first laid eyes on her, he felt a wave of emotions wash over him. His eyes turned red and tears silently rolled down his cheeks. It was all his fault - he had met his daughter for the first time in Dead Forest but didn't even recognize her. "Cheyenne, I am your father," he said in a hoarse voice. His hands trembled as he held onto his child tightly. He stared at Cheyenne's delicate face with fear that she might show any signs of rejection or disappointment. But there were none. After listening to his voice, Cheyenne remained expressionless for a moment before slightly curling up her lips. "If you're not dead, why didn't you come back?" Although she spoke calmly, Kelvin who stood closest to her saw the glit