She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 190: How Dare You Take Cheyennes’ Money

Languidly, Cheyenne set her sights on the cue ball, slightly angling the cue stick. In one fluid motion, she executed her first stroke, striking the cue ball, which then collided with the white ball.

Her playing style and posture could rival that of a professional players. Her figure was elegantly proportioned, her skin flawless and fair. Her long hair was elegantly pulled back behind her head, revealing a graceful swan-like neck.

Onlookers couldn’t help but turn their gazes towards her, some even whistling in admiration.

This lady was truly stunning.

A young man in his early twenties, wearing a school uniform, approached from the side. He suddenly reached out and placed a hand on Cheyenne’s shoulder. Without turning her head, she listened to his footsteps as a chilling tone filled the air, sending shivers down his spine, “Don’t want your hand anymore?”

The young man was a local troublemaker, and after years of mischief, he was being threatened by a woman for the first time. He smiled and placed his hand on her shoulder, “Missy, how about playing with me for a while?”

Cheyenne turned her head with a slight smile, “Sure. How would you like to play?” Her alluring figure and long legs had already captivated him, but when she turned around, her radiant face left him utterly spellbound.

Her cool, yet enchanting voice carried a hint of seduction, making his heart skip a beat. She then lifted her cue stick and swung it suddenly, causing him to cry out in pain.

People around the pool hall turned their attention to the commotion. They saw the beautiful woman, who looked like an enchanting fairy, beating the young man mercilessly. Her movements were stylish and impressive, earning her cheers and applause.

Sam happened to be playing pool at this pool hall. When he heard the commotion and went outside, he was stunned. With a smile, he approached, and his polite voice sounded behind her, “Miss Lawrence, what are you doing here?”

high school is near here. I came back for a visit and ran into a student who dared to be so arrogant without knowing who I

gossiping

his swollen face defiantly and said, “And how come you didn’t inquire who I am? My dad is the principal of Akloit High School. Which class

but smile. It seemed like he was indirectly complimenting

is the principal? Back when I was in high school, I set his office on fire, put thumbtacks in his car tires in the garage,

was hard to imagine that these “mischief” things were done by the beautiful woman

with a smile and gradually envisioned what she must

could someone who was

head a couple of times, and reprimanded him sternly, “Can’t you see? This is our gang’s founder, and you dare to behave this

was even more afraid to look at Cheyenne. The sudden blow had

chips, saying flatteringly, “Cheyenne, this is my new disciple. He made a mistake. Please accept this potato chip as a

chips, picked up a piece, and popped

Your disciple was wayward, and you should

hearing that, the young man loudly apologized, “Cheyenne, I’m sorry, I

significantly taller than Cheyenne, they were

but aren’t these cucumber-flavored? I prefer the refreshing

again, “Haven’t you heard? Cheyenne likes both of those

I’m going

with a respectful

Sebastian is doing,” Cheyenne said. “Oh…