She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 17: Sleeping at My Place

The descendants of the Edwards family were court physicians and became famous herbal medicine merchants over the last two centuries.

As members of the Edwards family, almost everyone knew about medicine and medical science. However, Layne gave birth to a foolish daughter, so Adrian thought he would pass on his medical skills to his granddaughter Cheyenne

But Cheyenne claimed that she didn’t know anything about medicine. This was strange indeed.

It seemed that Layne had kept his medical skills to himself. Adrian decided that he needed to pay Layne a visit soon

Watching Granncle’s face turn from purple to contemplative, Cheyenne speculated about his true identity.

“Okay then, since you don’t know how to do it. I won’t force you. How is your grandfather doing these days?”

After exchanging pleasantries for a while longer, Cheyenne couldn’t sit still anymore and kept looking at the Rejuvenated Herb in front of her “Granduncle can I take this herb with me?” she asked finally.

At this point, Adrian noticed Granduncle’s face contort slightly as if in pain before he replied weakly, “Take it.”

Cheyenne smiled brightly at him and said, “Thank you so much! You’re so generous! May you live long and prosper! Come visit us sometime!” Adrian just stared silently at them both…

“The girl had a sweet mouth and knew how to talk her way out of things, but I didn’t want to hear it right now. Just go!”

As they emerged from the private room, almost everyone had left the empty lobby. The shadows grew longer and darker.

Only two spotlights in the corner were still on, illuminating their surroundings.

The man sat with his legs crossed on a chair, his black suit blending into the darkness like a lonely ice sculpture. He exuded an icy coldness that made it feel like winter had come early.

His deep–set eyes were fixed on the figures standing at the stairs while his hands clenched into fists beside him.

away from

late now. Let me

ruthlessly rejected him: “No need. Your house is

my place? I have plenty of rooms and you can sleep wherever you want – even my bed,” he said with laughter that cut through the dimness around them like a hunter luring its

he couldn’t see her expression clearly, her fair hand resting on Omari’s

be nice, but

you’re so heartless to leave

like that of a man who wants

anger spread through his heart as he became more convinced that Cheyenne had had a

was always only the

at her, Cheyenne

with a pair

face; his full forehead, high

perfect features were like scenes from a movie timeless

…Kelvin?

he left

he walked

stood in front of Cheyenne with protective

“What do you want?”

“Get out.”

gaze, his expression unfriendly. Omari’s face changed and he couldn’t possibly

Cheyenne now.

many influential people before.

to talk to you about something. Tell your little boyfriend here to leave! Otherwise, I can’t guarantee what

she heard this word, her heart

softly, “Omari, wait for me outside.” “Well…” Omari still looked somewhat uneasy as he glanced at

you outside. If he tries anything harmful towards you, just call me

“Okay.”