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.”

the window from time

steadily on the highway, the window open, the summer breeze caressing their faces

two of them leaned their heads against the car window, one hand extended to savor the silky breeze slipping

around corners where lipstick had been smudged beyond recognition. His

you’re

suspender dress and snorted, “Your eyesight is pretty

“You can’t really blame me

was just too beautiful, even more so than a

grabbed the hem of his skirt and quickly lifted it up before letting it

chin while squinting

do you know

people who

the biggest insult

car suddenly stopped on the side of the road, causing everyone inside

but thankfully activated an airbag

you even get your license?” Reece angrily covered his forehead while glaring over at his handsome face through his peripheral vision.

next month and

her hands. “Of course I

didn’t treat her like a girl at all! He

experienced driver herself, Cheyenne had never seen such provocative

his head and apologized, “Cheyenne, forgive me.

women before, he was just playing for

Cheyenne, the founder of his gang, there

who was