She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 161: You Have No Right to Control Me Just when everyone thought that the slim young woman would be bullied by these four ruffians, Cheyenne deftly dodged their attacks. When those sticks swung towards her, she seized the teenage boy’s wrist while he was distracted.

She pulled him towards her, lifted her foot and delivered a powerful kick on a pressure point on his lower leg. This kick could be excruciatingly painful, but it wouldn’t be lethal.

Two more fearless boys charged forward, one from the left and one from the right, preparing to attack Cheyenne together.

“Bitch, go to hell,” they shouted and rushed over.

Danger was approaching, yet she was still smiling. The sweet dimple on her lips was exceptionally charming, and there was no sign of panic or fear on her face.

“As long as I’m alive, you all will forever be my henchmen!”

As soon as the words fell, she grabbed the young boy who was flying towards her and threw him over her shoulder, catching him off guard and causing him to fall heavily on the ground with bruises all over his body.

The boy looked at the woman in front of him incredulously. She was clearly still standing in the same spot, yet she had managed to knock them all down at once.

“Damn, this woman is a skilled fighter. We made a wrong move.” “Monkey, what should we do?”

“Run, go find our boss.”

“Right, right, go find Dominic.”

Four young hooligans struggled to get up from the ground, their gazes towards Cheyenne had undergone a qualitative change from initial disdain to present fear.

They stepped back while taunting harshly, “You’re in big trouble for hitting us. Do you even know who our boss is? Wait until Dominic arrives, you’ll be begging on your knees for mercy!”

Cheyenne raises her hand.

face changed and he took two or three steps back, reaching out to hold

his bones were about to break, wondering

her delicate, cold fingers reached to the side of her temple to tidy up the

an action couldn’t

am robbing her! Can’t she show a little bit of

a black short skirt, with roundness supporting the fabric of the suspender skirt. The seductive curves were like those of

arriving, Kelvin witnessed such a scene and his thick eyebrows furrowed

him, Cheyenne and Reece didn’t notice the man standing behind them. Reece continued talking to the young boy. “Who is

you for mercy? Dream on! You

four of them ran

saw this and slapped him on his forehead with a loud curse. “You idiot,

“Uh-huh.”

hands regretfully and turned to the person next to her.

a sudden figure that appeared before her eyes. Cheyenne was stunned. How

silently, his black handmade leather shoes shining brightly in front of

took off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders. In contrast, Kelvin only wore a

the jacket fit him perfectly while it reached below her hips, covering up her

like she had stolen an adult’s clothes –

looked just moments ago

“It’s you?”

had traces of his mint scent lingering on it, refreshing, pleasant-smelling and

then she realized that she had been bewitched

those times he hurt me already, why can’t I learn a lesson? Just one gesture from him could make my heart start wavering again;

Kelvin reached out to grab hold onto hers firmly while looking at Cheyenne with stern eyes and

Cheyenne stared straight into his sharp deep-set eyes without

cold and sharp, “Mr. Foley, you don’t need to remind me where I am. Besides, we’re divorced, you