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.

my handsome face is well-known in showbiz; I can’t ruin that image like this! Let me change first, then go

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

Cheyenne finished speaking, Reece turned and smiled, the white makeup on his face eerily intact. If it weren’t broad daylight, Cheyenne might have been genuinely frightened by him He

much yet say such

You are

for the

“Now get lost!”

here was really too much to

again rejected by his friend, left with a heavy heart, not forgetting to snatch the unopened bag of meat floss bread from her table

Cheyenne: “That’s… my lunch.”

something a normal

emitted bright and dazzling light, casting shattered spots

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

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

another end of the sofa while a servant respectfully brought

only show up after everything has happened. They can’t guarantee Cheyenne’s safety at all.” Why

when he was almost scared into spitting it out by his

has divorced Kelvin; if this gets out, there will be rumors flying

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

what his son was thinking – he didn’t want Cheyenne causing any trouble for them – but he couldn’t help but explode, “You’re not worthy of being my son! What a

handsome face as he put down his coffee cup uneasily. “Dad, aren’t you criticizing yourself

want to argue with you anymore; your younger brother’s family is arriving at noon today, so go pick them up.” As for letting Cheyenne stay in their

Dad, I’ll leave

of being scolded by his father again if he stayed, Corey put down his coffee cup and

had opened the car door and waited for a long

go to the

find that the atmosphere seemed different and much livelier than