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.

ex-husband’s mistress?

or ability… what could Abbie compare

woman who easily won all of Kelvin’s love. The eight years that Cheyenne had given him

as she didn’t notice Omari’s hand

she saw nothing but coldness and disdain in

on her face. But the more composed she appeared, the angrier Kelvin became. The chill around him grew heavier

that rested on Cheyenne’s slender waist before turning to Abbie and speaking without a hint of

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

I’m reduced to being greedy for little advantages?’ Cheyenne

attire and became even more convinced that

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

Abbie turned around readying herself for departure. Omari still

need this private room. Cheyenne and I will head home instead for

turned to her and said, “I have a bottle of Producteur Comande

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

drink, and Kelvin knew it better

charming and innocent appearance

nightgown, opening a bottle of red wine and savoring

drank, she was as

closed, she enjoyed the taste of the wine

body fragrance mixed with the rich wine, creating a strange

not resist the thrill that she brought. He pulled down her nightdress

are you

you to

really crave it that