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!”

the two were about to fight each other, George had to stand up

mean giving the private residence completely over to

protested with

to

that George only has one son, and he has always

used to getting whatever he wants, but he has never been scolded like this before, so he was a

suddenly turned red, and his cold face showed anger but also

up. Although some things were missing, it looked almost the same

rich or powerful. The white Western-style villa with a garden is particularly eye-catching. The Gothic spires complement the marble reliefs of

hall, crystal chandeliers with floral patterns

his sleep on the sofa and rubbed his forehead impatiently.

answered a woman’s gentle voice, different from

chestnut straight hair hanging behind

her hand but didn’t take it. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. How could he forget

servants,” Kelvin said as he lifted the thin blanket off himself and

revealing a glimpse of his tanned neck as his Adam’s apple rolled with each movement. He

handsome and charming aura, making it difficult for people to look directly

his black suit

the door of the room, a servant was carrying a large pile of clothes downstairs. When they saw Kelvin, they quickly stepped aside and

you doing with these

take them with

Lawrence instructed us to burn these things so as not

has passed away would their family choose to burn their clothes; otherwise, they would usually

revealing a few wrinkles on his broad

leave now,”

the clothes and took a few steps, she suddenly heard a cold voice

just leave them