She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 65: Unable to Flirt with the Prince Charming

After returning from the Todd mansion, Cheyenne contacted Omari the next day and met him at a coffee shop.

The agreed time was 3 PM, so she lazed around and slept until 1 PM.

After a simple wash-up, she played a game of Candy Crush before heading to the coffee shop. “Left Bank Cafe, the seat by the window.”

The man was wearing a silver-grey three-piece suit with double-breasted buttons and sat there. Perhaps because the weather was a bit hot, he took off his jacket.

It exposed the white shirt and vest inside, also revealing the perfect figure without reservation. With a handsome appearance, under the sunlight, he looked like a rich young master who walked out of the TV, attracting countless ladies” attention.

Finally, a woman wearing a white long dress walked over in high heels and her small hand naturally rested on his shoulder.

“Hey, handsome, can I friend you on Facebook?”

“Sorry, I don’t have Facebook account,” Omari smiled and turned his head. Looking at him up close, she felt he was incredibly handsome. His deep-set eyes were filled with tenderness that seemed to drown people in them.

In this day and age, how could anyone not use Facebook? He was just rejecting her indirectly.

The woman looked embarrassed on her face and said unwillingly, “Then… can I have your phone number?”

number. As for my personal

that, Omari casually removed the small hand placed on

male god was even more difficult to hate when

in frustration muttering under her breath as she turned

walking and bumped

“Sorry!”

giving a faint smile. “It

entering the door and quickly stood up from

“Cheyenne, are you okay?”

while looking at her up and down. Only then did he breathe a sigh

to

not a porcelain doll that shatters

in her ear. “In my eyes, Cheyenne needs more protection

at his words. “I’m a ninth-degree black

can never beat me,” Omari

never been able to defeat him

left, the woman in the

man who had ignored her advances was now being so gentle

looked curiously at Cheyenne beside him who was wearing a long white t-shirt that came down just below her thighs with white socks and canvas shoes on her feet. Her hair was casually tied up into a bun, making her look innocent and

fit into this high-end coffee shop

gaze on herself, Cheyenne turned around but saw no one