She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 88: Holding a Cigarette

Erica withdrew her gaze and walked towards her daughter on the grass while shaking her fan.

The little girl was wearing a goose-yellow dress, with small braids tied up, sitting on the grass playing. Her voice was soft and cute, innocent and pure.

Tanner left and went to a spot in the back mountain that looked suitable. He chopped off the snake’s head and buried it.

The Foley Villa, the lamp in the study was as bright as daylight, and the tall figure behind the desk was as straight as a pine tree.

There was white gauze wrapped around his hand, but it didn’t affect his ability to hold a pen.

A beautiful and well-defined hand held a silver Parker pen, writing quickly while looking down. The light illuminated half of his face, his full and broad forehead, thick and curly eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes, and he had a high nose bridge.

The other half of his face was in the darkness, and the facial features were unclear. This contrast between light and dark made him look like a character from a comic book, flawless and perfect. When old Mr. Foley came in, he saw the tall figure behind the desk at a glance and coughed softly. The man didn’t even lift his head, and a cold voice echoed in the space, “Grandfather, do you have something to ask?”

“You little brat, can’t I come to see you if I have nothing to ask?”

Saying that, he walked in with a cane.

he saw the words written on

over the sea, with a hint of sharpness in its

handwriting and said incredulously,

today was indeed somewhat strange. Kelvin stopped

pen was placed on the

the scene where Cheyenne had sucked out the

copying the bible could calm one’s mood, so after taking a bath,

was still deeply rooted in his mind

said coldly, picked

when he felt upset or

the match reflected in his deep

unconsciously and glanced at Kelvin. “You’ve been restless lately,

“No.”

than anyone. You’re a wonderful kid in every way, but there’s one thing about you – you tend to keep

was undoubtedly exhausting to be that

come home from school or outside boasting about being bullied or praised by their teachers, but not Kelvin. He had always been reserved,

his way with ease and efficiency – something

because of Cheyenne?” he asked

too hard on the pen in his

and into the wood