She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 160 Perfect Assist

Monkey hesitated for a while, but in the end, he reached out and took the bag.

His three buddies surrounded Cheyenne in a tight circle behind him, clearly indicating a robbery, which attracted the attention of many passersby.

“That girl is really brave; she dares to drive a luxury car in such a place without bodyguards.”

“That’s right. However, from her relaxed expression, she seems to be as carefree as a tourist. I guess it’s because her family is really wealthy and doesn’t care about that little expense.”

“If it were me, why would I rob for money? I’d woo her first. Once a woman’s heart is occupied by me, she will give me money willingly.” “You’ve got a point there. That’s probably why I don’t have money. Turns out, my wife hasn’t fallen for me yet! Damn, I need to go back and give her a good spanking. Who knows, I might even get a BMW out of her.”

The whispers of passersby were not missed by the man’s ears.

Less than twenty meters away from this alley, a black luxurious Lamborghini was parked under the streetlight.

The car window was open.

The dim street lamp cast a yellowish glow on the man’s face, illuminating half of it while the other half remained hidden in darkness. With his nose as a dividing point, the contrasting textures of cold hardness and softness accentuated his handsome and stern face, drawing people deeply into it.

In the driver’s seat, Chris had his hands clasped on the steering wheel, leaning forward slightly with narrowed eyes fixed ahead.

“Mr. Foley, isn’t that… Mrs… Miss Lawrence?”

He originally wanted to say “Mrs. Foley”, but felt the oppressive cold air in the car, so he changed it to “Miss Lawrence” at the last minute. “Um.”

could Kelvin who had perfect eyesight not see

long hands folded on the knees faintly moved and

action when he was

Foley, it seems like Mrs. Foley has run into some

four delinquent thugs, Mrs. Foley, such a delicate and petite woman could not withstand their attack,

such a thing, she would probably have cried already. But Mrs. Foley

lights, her almond eyes on that small and delicate face were

her appear more like she was

his heart.

should we go and

place, so what was she doing here? And why was she intentionally dressed like that, with a short

“Hmm.”

anger. No matter what, Kelvin didn’t want to see that annoying

one of those who says one thing but means another. Clearly, he cares deeply for Mrs. Foley, yet he displays an attitude of indifference as if it

response, they would give their love to another man. Chris was afraid that Mr. Foley would not realize his own feelings for Mrs. Foley until Mrs. Foley threw herself

could

opened the car door and suddenly clutched his

the

at his “performance” with cold eyes, his tightly pursed lips twitching slightly. How did he manage to get this far with such

shouldn’t suspect anything, right?* Chris muttered anxiously, stealing a cautious glance at

sweat on his forehead, he immediately got out of the car. Despite being in an awkward

out of the luxury car, stepping carefully towards the dimly

taken Cheyenne’s bag and hadn’t had a chance to feel happy when he was suddenly kicked in the knee by the woman. She was wearing pointed high heels and kicked with all

three blonde teenagers were

laughing, her fair hand stroking her chin as she looked at