She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 38. She is Saan’s STEY

Chapter 38: She is Sean’s Sister

On a soft and luxurious white bed, a young girl slept soundly in her white nightgown Sunlight spilled onto her fair and delicate face, highlighting her cherry red lips

Suddenly, a ringing phone woke her up from her slumber. The groggy girl reached out from under the covers with one slender arm and rubbed her pillow elegantly before answering the call

It was Kate calling, and Cheyenne could hear the high–pitched screams coming from the other end of the line even before she put it on speakerphone. “Cheyenne! Something terrible has happened!”

The piercing voice nearly shattered Cheyenne’s eardrums. She quickly turned off speakerphone mode and sat up in bed to look at Kate’s face on screen. “What happened? Why are you calling me so early in the morning?”

As she spoke, Cheyenne half–sat up with beautiful wavy curls cascading lazily down her shoulders onto creamy skin.

She was as delicate as a Barbie doll, with every strand of hair seemingly perfectly arranged. But Kate knew better than anyone that Cheyenne had terrible sleeping position and was lucky to even make it out of bed without looking like a chicken coop.

What do you mean early? It’s almost ten o’clock, are you not awake yet?” Kate asked.

“Uh…well, the thing is, can you come to the hospital? Reece got hurt and he’s staying there,” came the reply.

Reece got hurt? Cheyenne immediately snapped out of her daze and jumped out of bed onto the plush white carpet. “How bad is it? Is he okay?” Before Kate could answer, Cheyenne heard Reece’s screams on the other end of the line. “Cheyenne! Help me! I’m in so much pain!”

“I’ll die from this pain!” he continued.

“Cheyenne, hurry up! And don’t forget to buy me half a roast turkey on your way here. I’m starving too!”

to throw her phone at his head.

turkey when you’re injured,

sound fine. I don’t think your injuries are

not serious? I’m really

to the shop near our high school for it.

sent her location to her. After a quick wash–up, she changed into a small tank top paired with a white mini

admired her outfit. “Are you

to wait for me for lunch today.” With that

clearly surprised and didn’t know what else

stopped at the door and softly asked, “Malaya,

with her sister and brother–in–law, and her nephew Emmanuel. She wanted to introduce him to Cheyenne when the family of three came to the Lawrence Villa for lunch, but Cheyenne got out now. She couldn’t tell Cheyenne her plans directly, but could only sigh silently and introduce them to each other on

just go ahead. Don’t stay outside

disdainful expression, Cheyenne’s eyes twinkled and she went out

and cherry–red lips, she attracted attention from passersby. Some even whistled at her. With a

turkey nearby Akloit High

area had changed significantly since then

up in her luxury car and stepped out,

off her sunglasses, there were even gasps of

only sixteen or seventeen years old. She must

skirt with long hair cascading down her shoulders. With an oval face

Cheyenne and suddenly thought of something, immediately lowering

to her

“What?”

was so surprised that her jaw dropped as