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 is called stealing, isn’t

four million for

How dare she cry!

in the eyes of her classmates.

her father’s

to forgive us and

fool of ourselves. She doesn’t take us as family

she spoke, the crystal tears fell like broken pearls, making a pitter-patter sound

back to comfort her, feeling equally uneasy

damn Cheyenne was really

known, she should never have been lenient with Cheyenne back then. She should have made Cheyenne shut up

and daughter, sighing heavily as he gazed ahead at the wide road. He started up the car again, driving forward with a tone of resignation in his voice. “Let’s go

only thinking about losing face at the banquet, not realizing that things were about

her first order of business

young man’s face turned red with anger as he glared at Cheyenne with furrowed brows and squinted eyes. If Malaya hadn’t been holding him

the other side stood a woman who continued smiling lightly in her gorgeous silver dress that complemented her radiant smile. “You’re right – this is my house,” she said calmly. “Ewan, tell him who owns this

stepped forward when called upon; he had worked for the Lawrence family for many years and knew exactly whose house

of Madam Selah, and the homeowner

looking helplessly toward Cheyenne before continuing on, “Lady Cheyenne, there’s no long-standing grudge between a family. Please don’t drive

of her mouth into an attractive curve while speaking sweetly, “Long-standing grudges? It hasn’t even been one night yet! Ewan, don’t worry about it – this is

sleeping instead of dealing with unrelated people like these ones who needed to leave immediately. “Cheyenne! I’m your father!

boiling point; his eyes filled with coldness

did he know how

praises and admiration for Nora.

her because