She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 54: The Man Selling a Fake Book Was Her Grandfather

For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall became extremely awkward. The tension dropped to freezing point while tears welled up in Nora’s eyes.

“If you don’t want me to go, then I won’t! Who cares? You’re so arrogant just because you have a good grandfather!”

After speaking, she lifted her skirt and headed upstairs. Cheyenne heard what she said and smiled at Zack, “Zack, what does Nora mean? Is she criticizing you for being a rural farmer?”

Malaya and Emmanuel’s faces turned purple for a moment, while Zack was shaking with anger.

He stood up with his cane and said, “Alright, as a country bumpkin like me, it’s not appropriate to sit here. Emmanuel, let’s go!”

Emmanuel hesitated for a moment. He wanted to get to know Cheyenne better.

Unfortunately, his grandfather was already urging him on.

“Yes.”

“Miss Lawrence, since you’re going to the Todd’s today, we’ll make plans another day,” he said gently as he helped Zack up from his chair in preparation to leave.

Cheyenne smiled coyly while crossing her arms looking at the two of them. “I won’t have free time for you!”

Emmanuel couldn’t keep the smile on his handsome face any longer; he prided himself on maintaining gentlemanly behavior from the moment he entered until now without any missteps However, Cheyenne was impolite and unfriendly to him. Yet he couldn’t get angry watching her stunning face.

“Miss Lawrence, you must be joking. We’ll talk more later. I’m always available to meet with you,” he said as he helped Zack out of the Lawrence Villa.

concerned about saving face and

not going,” Nora stubbornly

off as a pleasant meeting ended up ending on a sour note. Malaya felt stuck in the middle and

get rid of the group of people and Cheyenne and her grandfather exchanged a glance before saying their goodbyes. She got into

had no idea you’ve been through so much these past few years. Your stepmother is such a

that out when I was a teenager,” Cheyenne

she was just fourteen years old with an attitude that

and asked, “So you you’ve pretended as a rebellious girl since you were fourteen?”

that time, he had just returned from abroad. Due to being engaged in research work for

to his face, his beard has grown

midst of winter, he was wearing a pair of

cotton candy at the school gate

it, he

who knew that the “weird old man” would block her

a smiling face, he handed her the cotton candy and said, “Your name is Cheyenne, right? You are my granddaughter. You

and your mom are like carved from the

With curly hair and a small dress that looks

dressing, but because she had fair and

you know my name, you can pretend to know me. Are you one

instinctively took a

of him, so he quickly scratched his beard to the sides, revealing

Your mother is my daughter and I

such a chatterbox,” she

claimed to be her grandfather, the young girl’s eyes showed a hint

and then rummaged through his bag. After searching for a bit, he pulled out a hardcover book and presented