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?

ability… what

who easily won all of Kelvin’s love. The eight years that Cheyenne had given him seemed insignificant compared to

lips as she didn’t notice Omari’s hand

Cheyenne caught Kelvin’s gaze, she saw nothing but coldness and disdain in his eyes. His look was

she said with a calm smile on her face. But the more composed she

disdainfully at Omari’s hand that rested on Cheyenne’s slender waist before

much Kelvin despised Cheyenne. She could rest easy now. “Kelvin, 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

she think I’m reduced to

shabby attire and became even more convinced that Cheyenne was now

wear, what clung

it,” Abbie continued, “Just use it since you’re not what you used to be…” With those words 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,

we won’t need this private room. Cheyenne and

of Producteur Comande which you mentioned

wine, with limited production. It was an estate wine that

drink, and Kelvin

charming and innocent appearance when she was drunk appeared in his

on a seductive nightgown, opening a bottle of red

drank, she was as cute as a little

closed, she enjoyed the taste of the wine

subtle body fragrance mixed with the rich wine, creating a strange feeling under

brought. He pulled down her nightdress

are you drinking

you to

crave