She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 151: Beautiful Women Know How to Deceive People

The solicitous behavior of Omari Lara, the renowned international lawyer, might have seemed like a sycophantic act to Kelvin. Such actions could have been perceived as embarrassing for the Lara family. Omari was well aware of Kelvin’s disdain for him, but he didn’t really care. He saw it as part of the process of pursuing women and enjoyed it.

Cheyenne grabbed onto his sleeve, leaving a greasy fingerprint on the blue suit sleeve.

“Mr. Lara, you came just in time. You’re the one who saved me from that car accident, right?”

As she spoke, Omari looked nervously elsewhere and met Kelvin’s dark and fierce gaze.

He understood what was happening.

He coughed to disguise his nervousness before smiling slightly with parted lips. “I should protect you, Cheyenne; I’ll always be there for you when danger arises.”

He lowered his eyes to look at his own feet while speaking; this wasn’t exactly lying though – he was simply expressing what he felt in that moment.

Cheyenne raised her chin like a victorious rooster with her long elegant neck exposed along with a thin silver chain around it.

Kelvin’s grim gaze fell upon her neck – so slender that one could break it easily if they squeezed too hard.

“Mr. Foley,” she said coldly while looking down on him disdainfully. “Do you have any shame? It was Mr. Lara who saved me, and yet you said you saved me instead, making me think I had the wrong person.”

Her words infuriated him as he clenched his fists tightly.

“Oh! Are we upset now? Everything I said is true! Someone heartless like yourself probably wishes I died sooner so I wouldn’t get in your way or Miss Berry’s way.”

Every word out of her mouth only served to anger him more.

communicate with, boring,

start over again, I would

care so much about what Cheyenne thought

further, Omari quickly stepped forward to stop her before

don’t need to get angry over someone who doesn’t matter. Come on, I brought you chicken soup,

“someone who doesn’t matter” didn’t sit well with Kelvin and his lips tightened into

calmer he appears, the angrier he actually is. Cheyenne felt a sense of satisfaction that she could make Mr. Foley – someone who was always calm and collected

the eight years that she had admired him, Kelvin had never

used to wish for even just one glance from him – even if it was an

have any hatred towards her, let alone

at Kelvin anymore and smiled happily at Mr. Lara instead. Her eyes were bright and clear as

my fault for being

together, Kelvin suddenly called

Lara, can we

a brief look with Cheyenne. His smile remained gentle as he reached out a warm hand to stroke her soft, long hair. “Cheyenne, wait here for me; I’ll be

“Hmm,” she replied softly.

touch her hair and call her intimately, though she has claimed that she can’t live without me and that I am the love of her life in front of Grandfather. It’s all

figures disappear into the distance, wondering why Kelvin

a seat since her waist couldn’t take any more

before sitting down next to her; there was less than twenty centimeters between

faint scent of Abbie’s perfume wafted into

gesturing Abbie away slightly. “Could you please move over some more? The

ylang-ylang or magnolia-like

the other hand, always had a strong smell of disinfectant on her because she was constantly going back and forth to the

know you hate me because of Kelvin’s