She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 67: Night Breeze

Omari left with Cheyenne in his arms, and throughout the entire time, she didn’t even glance back at Kelvin. It wasn’t until they were gone that Abbie looked down at the business card in her hand. With just one look, she was stunned for a moment before softly uttering words in disbelief, “NIGHTBREEZE’s CEO?”

This couldn’t be possible! How could a bitch like Cheyenne have any connection to NIGHTBREEZE’s CEO? Was that CEO blind?

Kelvin had investigated Omari’s identity during the auction.

Indeed, he was the CEO of NIGHTBREEZE and also an internationally renowned top lawyer who had represented Chulae at legal seminars across Europe as an outstanding young talent.

He was paid as much as 10 millon dollars for a single appearance.

On Omari’s personal profile was written a sentence that he still remembered vividly: Her smile was sweet, like the evening breeze in spring.

That’s why his company was called “NIGHTBREEZE.”

“She” referred to here is Cheyenne, of course.

How could Kelvin be happy when his ex-wife found such a good partner again?

When Abbie looked up, she saw a hint of gloom in the man’s eyes and her heart tightened. Holding the business card in her hand was like holding a hot potato – she didn’t know whether to keep it or throw it away…

After a moment of silence, Abbie spoke softly behind him with a touch of envy in her tone.

“Mr. Lara is pretty good and Miss Lawrence has found herself a good companion.”

Kelvin didn’t answer. He took long strides and left the coffee shop with his tall and lonely back.

As they left the coffee shop, Cheyenne reflected on her behavior just now and felt that she had been too coward. She scolded herself silently for it.

Omari still had his hand on her waist and he tightened it slightly as he asked warmly, “Do you want to go to my house or my office?”

“Let’s go to your office,” Cheyenne replied.

As soon as she said this, Omari’s warm smile turned into one tinged with regret as he sighed. “I wasn’t lying when I said I bought that wine. Aren’t you going to drink any?”

her lip and glared at him before saying, “You can bring it

and lightly tapped her forehead while grumbling, “You’re such an

though I’m so cute,” she

hurt?” He had only used a little bit

woman nodded with a face

bottles

she even showed him her

“Okay.”

wine at home, and every time Cheyenne and Reece, those two big drinkers, came over,

find somewhere to

“Mmm.”

Cheyenne arrived at

for so many years, this was actually her first time visiting his firm. It was truly worthy of being

advertising sign was also unique: a huge stone with red

I thought your firm would be

to NIGHTBREEZE. The rent

in college, some friends and I casually started a small

with Omari holding the majority of the shares, thus reluctantly taking on the

acquainted with the deputy CEO, who was

“Hello, Mr. Lara.”

“Hello, Mr. Lara.”

walked into the lobby, all eyes

known for his gentle temperament, no one

the glass door open, waiting

Who was this woman?

Mr. Lara open the door

had secretly admired Omari for a while started feeling

stunningly radiant. Coupled with her youthful and vibrant attire, she stood in stark contrast to

out that Mr. Lara had a preference for this

“Cheyenne, let’s go.”

“Okay.”

summoned by him, few people could enter. So when everyone saw Mr. Lara personally bringing that woman into the

was about to marry this