She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

“I allow you all to live here out of kindness!”

If her mood turned sour one day, it would be possible for her to kick them all out.

Cheyenne’s light laughter fell into their ears like an evil spirit that haunted them…

Sean was extremely angry and gritted his teeth. “Dad, is this house really hers?”

“Yes,” George replied weakly.

He had lived here for over ten years. If Cheyenne hadn’t brought up the issue of ownership today, he would have forgotten that this house wasn’t his.

“So you better give me back my things or else I have the right to kick you out.”

Who gave them the audacity to live in her house and steal her things to sell?

“Hmph! We can just move out then! Who cares about living in your stupid house!”

Sean was was young and rebellious with a strong sense of pride at his age.

After being provoked by Cheyenne, he immediately wanted to pack up and leave, but was stopped by Malaya.

“Sean, calm down. If you suddenly leave, where will you stay?” Malaya asked.

“I’d rather sleep on the streets than see this woman!” Sean exclaimed.

Cheyenne sneered and crossed her arms in front of them. “Go ahead, sleep on the streets. My small house can’t accommodate a big man like you.”

Sean was so angry that he glared at her and muttered under his breath, “Bitch!”

to fight each other, George had to stand up and say

short of money and can find a villa to live in temporarily; however, that would mean giving the private residence completely over to Cheyenne. She is just

protested with

to your

George only has one son, and

getting whatever he wants, but he has never been scolded like this before, so he was a little scared when George suddenly became angry. He

teenager’s pretty eyes suddenly turned red, and his cold face showed anger but also helplessness. It was quite a sight to behold – at

room was finally cleaned up. Although some

Those who live there are either rich or powerful. The white Western-style villa with

hall, crystal chandeliers with floral patterns emit beautiful light and

woke up tiredly from his sleep on the sofa

a woman’s gentle

straight hair hanging behind her head was

her hand but didn’t take it. A hint of coldness flashed

the

a glimpse of his tanned neck as

from him suppressed his handsome and charming aura, making it difficult for people to look directly at

he picked up his black suit jacket and headed

of clothes downstairs. When

are you doing with these clothes?” Are they all

not take them

her head, “Miss Lawrence instructed us to burn these things so as not

them? Only when someone has passed away would their family choose to burn their clothes; otherwise, they would usually throw them

man furrowed his eyebrows, revealing a few wrinkles on his

leave now,”

held onto the clothes and took a few steps, she suddenly heard a cold voice from behind

just leave them