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.

that your ex-husband’s mistress? Cheyenne, you lost

ability… what could Abbie

The eight years that Cheyenne had given him seemed

on her lips as she didn’t

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

face. But the more composed

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

“Kelvin, don’t be so hasty,” Abbie said as she turned to Cheyenne. “Miss Lawrence… are you looking for a private room? We

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

shabby attire and became

designer dresses worth millions of dollars that Cheyenne used to wear,

readying herself for departure. Omari

need this private room. Cheyenne and I will

and said, “I have a bottle of Producteur Comande which you mentioned wanting

wine that many nobles had to

drink, and Kelvin

the girl’s charming and innocent appearance when

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

was as cute

eyes closed, she enjoyed the taste of the

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

pulled down her nightdress and

are you

you to

crave it