She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 145: This Is What Normal People Do

Cheyenne tapped his head with her hand. “Stop thinking about food all day and do something productive for me.”

Reece shrugged and threw the banana peel into the trash can before leaning in. “What do you need?”

“You know a lot of people in the entertainment industry, right? Look at this bead. I found it at the place where Eddie had an incident.”

Cheyenne handed him the bead.

“This is just an ordinary bead,” Reece said as he examined it closely and even sniffed it. “Wait, there’s a faint scent on it.”

It smelled like natural vegetation mixed with a woman’s subtle perfume.

He was familiar with that fragrance but couldn’t remember where he had smelled it before.

“I must have smelled this before; yes, definitely, but I can’t recall when.”

Cheyenne was getting impatient listening to him mutter to himself. “Then think harder or find out where this came from.”

Her words gave Reece an idea as he stood up abruptly and headed towards the door.

“You’re right! I’ll go ask around at various jewelry stores now,” he said confidently.

However, Cheyenne stopped him suddenly by calling out to him. “Hey… wait!”

“What’s wrong?” Reece turned around as she pointed at his clothes while looking disgustedly at him. “Look at your dark circles and scary makeup… You’ll be mistaken for a monster!”

Reece was speechless as he quickly glanced down at himself.

can’t ruin that image like

a rest first. I’m afraid if you drop dead, your billion-dollar estate will all

his face eerily intact. If it weren’t broad daylight, Cheyenne might have been genuinely frightened by him He replied reassuringly while turning back to smile mischievously revealing his white makeup which looked eerie

but soft inside; you care about me so much yet say such things! You’re

are

for the

“Now get lost!”

really too

heart, not forgetting to snatch the unopened bag of meat floss

Cheyenne: “That’s… my lunch.”

this something a normal person

the Foley mansion, the magnificent Swarovski crystal chandelier emitted bright and dazzling light, casting

the sofa, old Mr. Foley wore a black casual shirt over a loose-fitting suit of the same color.

such ruthless actions. The Lawrence family doesn’t seem to care about her at all,” remarked old Mr. Foley in concern

sofa while a servant respectfully brought him a cup

soon as he finished speaking, old Mr. Foley glared at him and said, “The police? Those guys only show up after everything has happened. They can’t guarantee Cheyenne’s safety at all.” Why not let Cheyenne come

his coffee cup to take a sip when he

it. She has divorced Kelvin; if this gets out, there will be rumors flying around again,”

big shots; if Dad openly invited her to stay in their mansion, then they might also

– he didn’t want Cheyenne causing any trouble for them – but he couldn’t help but explode, “You’re not worthy of

embarrassment appeared on Corey’s handsome face as he put down his coffee cup uneasily. “Dad, aren’t

your younger brother’s family is arriving at noon today, so go pick them up.” As for letting Cheyenne

I’ll leave

his coffee cup and stood up. He grabbed his suit jacket from the bed and walked towards

the car door and waited for a

to the

surprised to find that the atmosphere seemed different