She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 60: The Top Idol is a Playboy

Cheyenne finally remembered who he was.

Wasn’t he that man who had hit on her on the street last time? At that time, she thought he was just some brainless rich second generation. She never imagined that he would be a top idol now.

How could someone like him become an idol?

Well, maybe his face was just good-looking.

Jerome walked up with an electric guitar and bowed ninety degrees to his fans. Then he raised his guitar and shouted loudly, “Thank you all for coming to my small concert. I also thank the Foley Group for inviting me.”

“Next, please enjoy my perfect performance, showtime,” Jerome announced under the spotlight. His hands were beautiful, slender with distinct knuckles. With a snap of his fingers, a sound echoed through the crowd.

The entire room fell silent.

“I’ve been really into this song lately called “He’s Like A God,” so I made some small changes as an homage to the original artist. Hope you all like it,” Jerome said before he began to sing and play his guitar.

Cheyenne’s face immediately turned sour. Her hands clenched tightly in anger at what he had done without permission. Who was he to change someone else’s work?

Jerome’s voice was clear and magnetic with a low tone that resembled moonlit pine trees – serene and beautiful.

“Angels lose their wings; we pass each other countless times at the end of hell…” The lyrics of “He’s Like A God” told the story of me being in love with an angel while stuck in dirty hell – hopeless love that would never be reciprocated until one day when the angel finally came down from heaven just for me despite breaking her own wings to stay by my side for only one moment.

This song had dark undertones that perfectly captured the protagonist’s deep feelings of inferiority and unrequited love.

The song was quite popular, and had won numerous international awards.

himself, as he didn’t like the kind of love that

from hell, I became a demon seeking revenge in the human

from sadness to me living freely in

adapted song even deviated from the basic story. How could Cheyenne not be

immersed in Jerome’s handsome looks and

its melody

raised his hand to interact with everyone and inadvertently caught sight

– wasn’t this little beauty that his agent

for so long, his agent found no trace of her. Yet he saw her here. It turned out that she was

filled with joy. For once he felt happy about singing

a fan to sing along with me. I wonder who it will be? I’ll just close my

being able to sing with a top idol. “God bless, can this good fortune come to me?” Kate closed her eyes

out of my mind!” Cheyenne had just turned around to leave when someone grabbed her

up and met a pair of enlarged handsome features: silver hair, blue eyes, fair skin, and a high nose bridge. His lips were not too

from a comic book – devilishly

envious gazes of his fans. “You are the lucky

appearance in the dim lighting. If Cheyenne was ugly, she would feel better. But Cheyenne’s allure was undeniable even in the

illuminated from within; those bright eyes were like precious gems that sparkled even more brilliantly than any

too cold and indifferent. Cheyenne squinted her beautiful eyes and refused Jerome’s

you sing, not to perform

your performance was terrible. I don’t want to

like Lola’s “He is Like a

passed through the microphone clearly for

she actually dissed Jerome for singing

fans stared at Cheyenne as if they had

a lesbian for sure. Otherwise why would she dare

as if