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.”

Kelvin who had perfect

his deep-set eyes, and the long

habitual action

again, “Mr. Foley, it seems like Mrs. Foley has run into some

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

an ordinary woman who encountered such a thing, she would probably have cried already. But Mrs. Foley didn’t. She was still smiling and pretending

on

appear more like she was forcing a

felt a dull pain in his heart. “Mrs. Foley was truly

we go and help

doing here? And why was she intentionally dressed like that, with a short skirt revealing long, fair legs and red open-toed

“Hmm.”

matter what, Kelvin didn’t want to see that annoying woman get into such

Foley is truly one of those who says one thing but means another.

his own feelings for Mrs. Foley until Mrs. Foley threw herself into another man’s

could start with

suddenly clutched his

stomachache. I need to use the restroom. For the rescue mission, it’s best if you

looked at his “performance” with cold eyes, his tightly pursed lips twitching slightly. How did he manage to get this far with such acting skills? Fortunately, he hadn’t

anything, right?* Chris muttered anxiously, stealing a cautious glance at the man in the back seat, who had

the car. Despite being in an awkward situation, he had

stepping carefully towards the dimly lit

had just 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

blonde teenagers were

hand stroking her chin as she looked at the