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? Cheyenne, you lost so

ability… what could Abbie compare to

love. The eight years that Cheyenne had given him seemed

as she didn’t notice

but coldness and disdain in his eyes. His look

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

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

she realized how much Kelvin despised Cheyenne. She could rest easy now. “Kelvin, don’t be so hasty,” Abbie said as she turned to Cheyenne.

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

shabby attire and became even more

wear, what clung to her body now were cheap clothes bought from

paid for 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, as if he held her

Omari suddenly. “We appreciate your kindness, Miss, but we won’t need this private room. Cheyenne and I will head home instead for a

a bottle of Producteur Comande which

famous Bordeaux red wine, with limited production. It was an estate wine that many nobles had to make reservations in advance if they wanted to

and Kelvin knew it better than

innocent

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

she drank, she was as cute as a

she enjoyed the taste of

mixed with the rich wine, creating a strange feeling under the flickering

resist the thrill that she brought. He pulled down her nightdress

you drinking

want you to kiss

crave it that