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.

image like this! Let me change first, then go inquire

afraid if you drop dead, your billion-dollar estate will all be

his face eerily intact. If it weren’t broad daylight, Cheyenne might have been genuinely frightened by him He replied reassuringly while

so much yet say such things! You’re so naughty.” He dragged out his words playfully making

You are such a

you for the

“Now get lost!”

really

little Reece, who was once again rejected by his friend, left with a heavy heart, not forgetting to snatch the unopened bag of meat

Cheyenne: “That’s… my lunch.”

a normal

the magnificent Swarovski crystal chandelier emitted bright and dazzling light, casting shattered spots of light

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

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

while a servant respectfully brought him a cup of

“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 live with us? We

take a sip when he was almost scared into

divorced Kelvin; if this gets out, there

to stay in their mansion, then they

Cheyenne causing any trouble for them – but he

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

I don’t 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

I’ll leave right

stayed, Corey put down his coffee cup and stood up. He grabbed his suit jacket

opened the car

go to the

find that the atmosphere seemed