She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 89: Is That Book Good?

Now there was only Kelvin left in the study.

The light enveloped him, and his figure was as majestic as a mountain.

After a moment, he let out a slow sigh and looked down at the pen in his hand.

The tip was broken.

This pen was given to him by Abbie on his 22nd birthday. She even went to learn from the master herself just to give it to him.

Kelvin had been using it for over five years now, so it felt strange for him to suddenly switch pens. He found a piece of red cloth, wrapped the pen up, and put it in its box.

He planned on having someone fix it on his way to work tomorrow.

The next day was sunny with a clear blue sky outside. White clouds floated by in all sorts of shapes and sizes.

Cheyenne had been staying at the hospital for two days now and felt like her back would never straighten again. The doctor said she could leave today though, which made her ecstatic about getting out of there already!

Kate helped Cheyenne pack her things while grumbling under her breath, “Why didn’t you call your family? How are you going to carry all this stuff back home?”

“I don’t want to bother them; someone will come pick me up later.”

side of her head that made her look both elegant and cute at the same time. Her stunning face shone even brighter against

“Who?”

“Guess.”

there’s only

was mentioned, a smile immediately appeared on Kate’s face and she

“Speaking of which, Cheyenne, how did you even meet such

years, and we’ve known each other since childhood. There’s hardly anything I wouldn’t know about you. But when it comes to Mr. Lara’s matter, somehow

her that seemed to keep getting bigger and bigger, Cheyenne gave her a disdainful look and opened her red lips to speak softly, “It’s all thanks to you.”

sat across from her, stunned and wide-eyed, propping her chin up with both

me how I missed out

billion dollars? Kate really underestimates

thoughts went back

She was sixteen then.

in Metshire, it was already deep into autumn but because Metshire was located along the Atlantic coast with a typical temperate maritime climate, it was mild and rainy all year round. The golden leaves of the maple trees on the street shone like gold from afar. Occasionally blown by the breeze, they spun mid-air before finally landing at pedestrians’ feet. Cheyenne had just finished a mission and walked out

hand on her shoulder and took her into

her was a cold wall, while in front

and through several layers of fabric, Cheyenne could clearly feel his

looked up at

her eyes was a flawless and handsome face, with thick and attractive eyebrows, and

head, the long and thick curved eyelashes

reach out and touch

thought in mind, she

young girl was stunned for a