She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 170: Villas for Each of You

Smoke billowed out of the bookstore, flames flickering inside and drawing a crowd of onlookers from the street. Over a dozen burly men in black suits burst out of the store, chasing after a black Maybach that was speeding away.

“Go after them!” commanded their leader.

Just as they were about to catch up, several police cars suddenly appeared at the end of the alleyway. Although this place wasn’t under any country or class jurisdiction, they still had to be wary of Chulae’s government officials.

“Damn it!”

“Retreat!” Cursing loudly, the group of black-clad bodyguards retreated back into the bookstore and joined in with those trying to put out the fire.

On the other side of a wall, an old dim streetlight was mostly obscured by tree branches. Only faint light filtered through and scattered across a man’s handsome face.

He blended into this darkness as if he were one with it. Two long fingers with distinct knuckles held onto a cigarette between them; his fingernail glinted like a tiny eye that flickered on and off intermittently with red light.

After brushing off some ash from his suit pants, he tasted bitter tobacco smoke in his mouth which felt unfamiliar since he hadn’t smoked for many days until just now when he found some cigarettes in his pocket. He stood there for awhile until that luxury car left and the bodyguards retreated due to fear before chuckling lightly.

He tossed away his burnt-out cigarette butt onto ground before turning around to leave.

Inside Chris’ car:

Chris returned from using restroom only to find himself confused about why there was fire suddenly. The door opened and Kelvin bent down into back seat while speaking; there was still lingering scent of tobacco smoke emanating from him.

“To Gladperd Estate.”

“Yes.”

his eyes darting to the window from time to time, wondering

raced steadily on the highway, the window open, the

of their sprint, the two of them leaned their heads against the car

his makeup leaving traces around corners where lipstick had been smudged

you’re actually a

look, pulled at his torn suspender dress and snorted, “Your eyesight is pretty “’good’. Just now

can’t really blame

beautiful, even more

and quickly

high with pride and pointed at Dominic with his chin while squinting her bright eyes. “Surprised? The thing under my skirt is

do you know

who

insult to

on the brake pedal. The speeding luxury car suddenly stopped on the side

almost hit the windshield but thankfully activated an airbag

at his handsome face through his peripheral vision. Luckily there was

next month and he couldn’t have

her hands. “Of course I can drive!

a girl at all! He even

herself, Cheyenne had never seen such

“Cheyenne, forgive me. I won’t

before, he was just playing for

front of Cheyenne, the founder of his gang, there was no way he would dare act

Reece who was thick-skinned enough wasn’t bothered