She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 157: But I’m Too Lazy

The spacious and bright office was decorated in simple black and white tones, much like its owner.

Behind the desk sat a man dressed in an Armani suit, with the top button of his shirt fastened all the way up to give him a chaste appearance.

In front of him lay a stack of files and contracts. When his secretary came in to retrieve some documents, she couldn’t help but steal a few more glances at her handsome boss who looked like he belonged on Mount Olympus.

“Have you seen enough?” Without lifting his head, the man said with an icy voice made her jump with fright.

Her face turned red as she stammered out an excuse, “Mr. Foley, I’m here to pick up yesterday’s contract.”

“My company doesn’t need any airheads. Go get your salary from accounting later.”

The beautiful secretary was left stunned, feeling deeply aggrieved and wanting to explain herself, but she dared not provoke him further. She could only hold back her tears and exit the office.

Unaware of her surroundings as she walked out of the office door, she bumped into someone walking by.

She instinctively looked up and met a man’s gentle and refined face. The man was dressed in a deep emerald green suit, a color both profound and noble. It complemented his fair complexion, and his smile exuded warmth. His features bore a faint resemblance to Mr. Foley. “I’m sorry,” she apologized reflexively.

“It’s okay,” Vincent replied before gracefully entering Kelvin’s office… Meanwhile at the hospital, Cheyenne had been gaining weight during her week-long stay — all thanks to Benson who rented a temporary apartment nearby so he could bring soup over twice daily without fail! Thankfully, Kate and Reece helped eat some too, or else Cheyenne would have gained even more weight!

Cheyenne’s concern about weight gain. His clear voice rang in her ears, “Cheyenne, you’re too thin. It would be much better if you

at the hospital taking care

the father of symphony, Hoare, the eccentric composer Vera, and the pioneers of modern pop music, the Guild of Rhythm, which has already

they only accept five students from Chulae due to their strict

has dropped

rumors said that the reduction in spots seems related to Miss Weaver

the piano exceptionally well. At just eight years old, she won numerous awards and her fame rivals

an important test, Benson had an unexpected eye

Rhythm and when she was young,

making it more catchy than ever before, becoming one

her student which gave her an advantage over other competitors

sailing journey, Benson’s path in music

practice playing the piano. Mrs. Gibbs sold off an

he got distracted while practicing once. It was such a small thing but Mrs. Gibbs slapped him across his face out of

who he is today; however, due to this same strictness towards him, it caused Benson not to value familial love as much as others do. And entering Verklee College and studying there had always been his greatest wish, but he

don’t worry about me! Even if I only practice two hours

help feeling anxious inside, knowing full well how difficult it

and there were still three months left. She had to cure Benson’s eyes within

I trust you,”

couldn’t see her face, just listening to her sweet and clear voice painted a beautiful image of a girl in