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!”

up and say something. “Enough! Cheyenne,

however, that would mean giving the private residence completely over to Cheyenne. She is just a daughter. Once she got married off, the residence would still belong

Sean protested with

back to

know that George only has one son, and he has always

before, so he was a little scared when George suddenly became

and his cold face showed anger but also helplessness. It was quite a sight to

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

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

the hall, crystal chandeliers with floral patterns emit beautiful light

up tiredly from his sleep on the sofa and rubbed his

woman’s gentle voice, different

hair hanging behind her head

didn’t take it. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. How could

Kelvin said as he lifted the thin blanket off himself and got up to

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

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

up his black suit jacket

clothes

these

she not take

obediently while lowering her head, “Miss Lawrence instructed us to burn these

choose to burn their clothes; otherwise, they would usually throw them in the

revealing

leave now,”

maid replied. As she held onto the clothes and took a few steps, she suddenly

just leave them