She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Jerome paid no attention to the short-haired woman’s screaming and instead kept his burning gaze fixed on Cheyenne’s face.

Her fair face flushed with anger, adding two cherry-red blushes to her cheeks that made her look even more delicious.

Then, the beautiful woman smiled sweetly and reached into her bag to pull out a stack of bills, which she stuffed into Jerome’s hand.

Her slender fingers caressed his shoulder slowly and seductively as she spoke in a low voice. “How about I pay you $100,000 for one night? Your looks are much better than those gigolos I’ve seen before.”

Jerome was annoyed by the comparison and furrowed his eyebrows. “They can’t compare to me!”

“Is that so?” She raised an eyebrow.

“I can cum seven times a night. Want to try it? It won’t cost you anything.” Suddenly he grabbed her hand and planted a kiss on the back of it as Cheyenne looked on in shock.

“Smack!” The loud slap made everyone break out in cold sweat, especially the short-haired woman who stared at Cheyenne with wide eyes. “You…you dare!”

Jerome’s face bore clear finger marks. This was the first time that he had ever been beaten.

Lifting her head, the man pressed his lips together and couldn’t help but chuckle, “Baby, your palms are so soft. Slapping me on the face feels strangely sweet.”

Damn, could this guy be into BDSM?

Cheyenne gazed at him like he was a pervert. “You’re nuts. No more talking.”

“Hmm?” Jerome watched as Cheyenne ran back to her car and drove away.

He smiled. “Tom, write down that license plate number and find out who that woman is.”

“Mr. Witt, are you looking for revenge?” Tom asked cautiously, already imagining the woman’s misery.

Don’t

dared to slap him across the face. Jerome found himself quite

for this,’ he thought

that disgusting man, Cheyenne had forgotten to buy a cake for her grandfather. It wasn’t until

middle-aged woman selling cotton candy on the side of the road and suddenly had an idea.

“Sure thing.”

car under a tree and squatted next to the woman as she watched sugar turn into fluffy clouds

the cotton candy grew bigger and bigger until it became a big white ball, which was

in elementary

since she last saw her

brought endless bitterness

order is

a hundred dollars from her bag and put it in the box where the woman collected money. Then she silently walked

wasn’t easy; they had to wake up early and work late just to earn a few bucks. Plus, city management was strict too – they had to hide here and there just so that they could make some

help out

with cotton candy in hand under tree shadows. The sunlight shone on her small face as white

under his breath,

licking a cotton

a moment,

here? Did she intentionally inquire about his whereabouts and know that he would come to Shedale for signing

thought of this, Kelvin’s

she dared to continue haunting him, he wouldn’t let her

when they brushed past each other, Cheyenne seemed not to

calm and steady on the road

made clear and rhythmic thudding sounds as she walked away gradually into the distance. The woman got into

Huh?

Ignoring him completely?

Kelvin wanted – Cheyenne

can you hear me?”