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?”

She then answered Sam’s question, “My high school is near here. I came back for a visit and

people gossiping about her figure earlier. But at that time, he didn’t know it was

“And how come you didn’t inquire who I am? My dad is the principal of Akloit High School. Which class are you in? You’re

this, Cheyenne couldn’t help but smile. It seemed like he

high school, I set his office

these “mischief” things were done by the beautiful woman standing

smile and gradually envisioned what she must have been like back

was dumbfounded. How could someone who was so pretty and tall have

from the outside, knocked on the young man’s head a couple of times, and reprimanded him sternly, “Can’t you

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

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

picked up a piece, and popped it into her mouth while

with some snacks? Your disciple was wayward, and you should hit him to make

hearing that, the young man loudly

Despite being significantly taller than Cheyenne, they were so

aren’t these cucumber-flavored? I prefer the

the young man again, “Haven’t you heard? Cheyenne likes both of those flavors. Go buy

all over, “Monkey, I’m going now. Please

with a respectful look and asked, “Cheyenne, why did you

is doing,” Cheyenne