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.

young boy’s face changed and he took two or three

suspected that his bones were about to break, wondering why the

above her head, and her delicate, cold fingers reached to the side

couldn’t be more

her! Can’t she show a little

black short skirt, with roundness supporting the

arriving, Kelvin witnessed such a scene and his thick eyebrows

man standing behind them. Reece continued talking to the young boy. “Who is your boss? Even if he’s here, he’ll end up begging for mercy!” Reece’s sudden coquettish voice rang in Cheyenne’s ear

of South Street. How can he beg you for mercy? Dream on! You

that, the four of them ran away hand in

there dumbfounded. Monkey saw this and slapped him

“Uh-huh.”

to the person next to her. “I just got

forgot all about what she was going to say because of a sudden figure that appeared before

man walked over silently, his black handmade leather

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

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

looked like she had stolen an

completely different from how she looked just moments ago –

“It’s you?”

to look at herself wearing Kelvin’s black jacket which still had traces of his mint

then she realized that she had been bewitched by him again which made her

those times he hurt me already, why can’t I learn a lesson? Just one gesture from

out to grab hold onto hers firmly while looking at Cheyenne with

ex-husband? How ridiculous!” Cheyenne stared straight into his sharp deep-set

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