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?”

him. She then answered Sam’s question, “My high school is near here. I

and seductive that he had overheard people gossiping about her

and said, “And how come you didn’t

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

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

these “mischief” things were done by the beautiful

smile and gradually envisioned what she must have been

How could someone who was

times, and reprimanded him sternly, “Can’t you see? This is our

the young man was even more afraid to look at Cheyenne. The

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

up a piece, and popped it into her mouth

disciple was wayward, and you should hit him

man loudly apologized, “Cheyenne, I’m

scene left Sam amused. Despite being significantly taller than Cheyenne, they were so respectful

satisfaction, “The chips are not bad, but aren’t these cucumber-flavored? I prefer the

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

aching all over, “Monkey, I’m going now. Please put in a good

before Cheyenne with a respectful look and asked,

see how that boy Sebastian is doing,” Cheyenne

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