She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 66: Cheyenne, You Lost Quite Miserably

Omari sensed that something was off with Cheyenne immediately and asked concernedly, “Cheyenne, what’s wrong?”

When he saw the man approaching him, he finally understood what was going on.

Omari’s gentle smile became even more pronounced as he wrapped his arm around Cheyenne’s slender waist and whispered in her ear, “Is it because of him?”

He couldn’t help but feel jealous of Kelvin. Just by appearing in front of Cheyenne, Kelvin could easily affect her emotions.

As Omari lowered his head for a moment, the disappointment in his eyes was hidden behind his long lashes and quickly passed.

Cheyenne felt like something was stuck in her throat and she couldn’t speak. “No…”

“Kelvin! Wait for me!” A clear and gentle voice came from the private room. In the next moment, Abbie appeared in front of Cheyenne. She was wearing a pink ladylike dress, with chestnut straight hair adorned with a pearl headband, looking elegant and graceful.

When she saw Cheyenne on the opposite side, her beautiful face showed a hint of surprise before she smiled gently.

“Miss Lawrence, what a coincidence.”

Abbie also noticed Omari standing next to Cheyenne and sighed regretfully inside. Such an outstanding man, how could he be interested in someone like Cheyenne who had been divorced? He must be blind.

Her sarcasm and disguise were almost immediately seen through by Omari. The man couldn’t help but curl his lips and there was a hint of laughter in his deep-set eyes as he hugged Cheyenne tightly.

He whispered softly into her ear with an flirtatious posture.

your ex-husband’s mistress? Cheyenne,

ability… what

precisely this sickly woman who easily won all of Kelvin’s love. The eight

as she didn’t notice Omari’s hand placed on her waist for

coldness and disdain in his eyes.

more composed she appeared, the angrier Kelvin became. The chill around him grew

Cheyenne’s slender waist before turning to Abbie and speaking without a hint of attachment, “Abbie,

don’t be so hasty,” Abbie said as she turned to Cheyenne. “Miss Lawrence… are you looking for a private room? We just vacated one ourselves and there are still two hours left until our

think I’m reduced to

Cheyenne’s shabby attire and became even more convinced that Cheyenne was now

that Cheyenne used to wear, what clung to her

spoken firmly and without hesitation, Abbie turned around readying herself for departure. Omari still smiled gently; his gaze never leaving sight of Cheyenne whom he treated like royalty, as if he held her

“We appreciate your kindness, Miss, but we won’t need this private room. Cheyenne and

and said, “I have a bottle of Producteur Comande

estate wine that many nobles had to make reservations in advance if they wanted to buy

drink, and Kelvin knew it

the image of the girl’s charming and innocent appearance when she was drunk appeared in his

on a seductive nightgown, opening a bottle of red wine and savoring it slowly in the dim, golden

she was as cute as

enjoyed the taste of the

the woman’s subtle body fragrance mixed with the rich wine, creating a strange

brought. He pulled

you drinking

want you

you really crave