She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 123: Get out of the Villa

Malaya left the banquet with Nora in a hurry, and they both sat in the car. Nora was still crying, covering her face with both hands.

She kept blaming her mother, saying, “It’s all your fault. If you hadn’t randomly chosen that little slut’s dress for me to wear, I wouldn’t have embarrassed myself like this.”

There are many people at this banquet who study at her school; it will be so embarrassing for her to go to school and face them.

George was driving while listening to his daughter’s tearful words, and immediately glared at the two of them angrily.

“What did you say? This dress wasn’t borrowed from Cheyenne, but rather… stolen by you?”

He was too embarrassed to finish the sentence, his face turning red with shame.

After the party, he dared not recall the scene just now. George has lived for nearly fifty years, when did he ever feel so embarrassed?

He accidentally stepped on the brake pedal under his feet, and the speeding car suddenly came to a stop by the side of the road.

Due to the inertia of the movement, the mother and daughter sitting in the back seat collided with the car seats, emitting two screams in surprise.

“Ah!”

Malaya reached out and straightened her car seat, her beautiful eyes filled with displeasure as she glared.

“Why are you speaking so harshly? What do you mean by “stealing’? We’re all family. We just borrowed it to wear for a while, and we’ll return it.”

If she wasn’t his wife, George would have scolded her for what she said.

their consent

caused him to lose four

How dare she cry!

pride of her parents and a role model in the eyes of her classmates. There have always been people around her flattering

the blame in her father’s eyes felt like a

know how to defend Cheyenne. She could have asked Master Iker to

fool of ourselves. She doesn’t take

fell like broken pearls, making a pitter-patter sound as they

Nora’s back to comfort her,

damn Cheyenne was really a

back then. She should have made Cheyenne shut up forever, just like her

road. He started up the car again,

three of them were only thinking about losing face at the banquet, not

returned, her first order of business was

with anger as he glared at Cheyenne with furrowed brows and squinted eyes. If Malaya hadn’t been holding him back, he might have actually charged forward to hit

that complemented her radiant smile. “You’re right – this is my house,” she

he had worked for the Lawrence family for many years and knew exactly whose house it

house is the dowry of Madam Selah, and the homeowner

looking helplessly toward Cheyenne before continuing on, “Lady Cheyenne, there’s no long-standing grudge

lightly and tilted up one corner of her mouth into an attractive curve while speaking sweetly, “Long-standing grudges? It

o’clock at night which reminded Cheyenne that she should be sleeping instead of dealing with unrelated people like these ones who needed to leave immediately. “Cheyenne! I’m your father! Are you really going to kick me out too?” George could

anger reached its boiling point; his eyes filled with coldness like a deep pool ready to swallow someone whole

he know how sickening “father” sounded towards

adulthood, her ears were filled with George’s praises and admiration for Nora. But when

because she had long grown accustomed to his