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,

terms of figure, appearance or ability… what could

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

she didn’t notice

saw nothing but coldness and disdain in his eyes. His look

smile on her face. But the more composed she appeared,

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

to Cheyenne. “Miss Lawrence… are you looking for a private room? We just vacated one ourselves and there

mean? Does she think I’m reduced to

and became even more convinced

designer dresses worth millions of dollars that Cheyenne used to wear, what clung to her body now were cheap clothes

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 in high esteem above all

need this private room. Cheyenne and I will head

said, “I have a bottle of Producteur

was an estate wine that many nobles had to make reservations in advance

Kelvin knew it better than anyone

girl’s charming and innocent appearance when she was drunk appeared

a bottle of

she drank, she was as cute as

closed, she enjoyed the taste of the

smiled and kissed his lips, the woman’s subtle body fragrance mixed with the rich wine, creating a strange feeling under the

she brought. He pulled down

are you drinking

you

crave