She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 185: Robbery

Cheyenne came back to her senses and sneered inwardly. “His tracking skills are too poor.’

How could she not notice him following her when his skills were so clumsy?

But she didn’t have time to waste with him here. It was better to go back and get some rest as soon as possible.

Her slender hands were put into the pockets of her pajamas. The woman lifted up her beautiful chin, forming a very soft and beautiful curve between the jawline and neck, delicate yet confident.

However, Jerry quickly regained his composure. This woman was ruthless when she extorted 10 million from him.

Not at all delicate!

On the contrary, she was fierce but with an angelic face.

Cheyenne looked down at Jerry in front of her with a domineering aura. Her red lips lightly opened as she spoke softly, “So tell me, what are you following me for?”

Jerry was caught off guard by her question. His face turned slightly red and his handsome features even showed a hint of shyness as he stuttered, “Wh-who… who’s following you? I’m just… just sunbathing here. Science proves that sunbathing can make you taller.”

Hearing this, Cheyenne chuckled lightly dragging out the end of her sentence seductively, “Oh… sunbathing here? Holding a cactus while sunbathing? It seems like top hackers really do have some screws loose.”

that statement also

asking about his intentions for following her: “Alright then, you continue to squat here in the sunshine while

wearing flip-flops leaving Jerry behind stunned and unable to believe what had just

Was that it?

him a lesson… He hesitated whether or

into pocket and feeling around for something; She hadn’t carried any change

worried expression resembled that of lost kitten unable find its way

stared at this adorable side of hers like an idiot thinking in amazement. “This

who had walked away came back again towards

feet clad in familiar flip-flops stopped in front of Jerry. A delicate hand extended, palmed

and muttered in a less-than-friendly tone, “You imbecile! Can’t you see? I’m robbing you, right

on Jerry’s face, much to

go for it?” she thought. “What

at him with a threatening look. Her hands clasped, fingers crossed, she

smile was frigid yet laced with allure, as vivid as the oil painting she had just finished earlier, leaving

up, the least injured one seemed to have been in the hospital for about two weeks. Yes, one guy had a broken leg, and another had three cracked ribs. So, tell me, how would you

Jerry wouldn’t

devil! I must have had a screw loose to ever think she

a few acne spots from late-night hacking sessions recently. Overall, he still looked good. In an industry where hackers

to treasure

gently covered his cheek with one hand and timidly looked at the petite woman before him, asking in a hushed tone,