She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 202 The Foley Family Dinner

The car was dark, and the ride was unusually quiet. The man wore a black suit that blended into the darkness like a fierce beast lurking in the shadows. He exuded an intimidating aura that could kill with ease. His deep, dark eyes held complex emotions that were hard to decipher. After a while, Chris heard his boss let out a sigh – something he had never done before.

No matter how tired Kelvin was, he always managed to keep his composure and not show any signs of weakness in front of others.

“Mr. Foley, what’s wrong?” Chris asked curiously.

He received a cold glare from the man in response and quickly shut up. Some things were better left unsaid.

Soon enough, they arrived at the Foley Mansion. As Chris hit the brakes, both passengers in the back leaned forward due to inertia. “Careful,” Kelvin warned as he reached out to grab her shoulder before she hit her head on the seat cushion.

But his hand was swatted away by hers mid-air. “Don’t touch me.”

She had woken up from her slumber. Disgust and aloofness crept onto her face again. No trace of soft love was found…

Kelvin merely furrowed his brow, not saying a word.

As they got out of the car, a brightly lit building appeared before them, as bright as day. In this sea of white light, Cheyenne spotted a few familiar figures.

Old Mr. Foley, dressed in a black suit, had combed his hair and appeared much more spirited. He wore a shiny pair of leather shoes and leaned on a cane, standing at the entrance with a benevolent smile.

Standing beside him were two middle-aged men. The one on the left wore a silver-gray suit with a deep blue pinstripe shirt underneath. His temples showed a touch of gray, making him look slightly older than the man on the right.

hand, sported a blue suit. With his fair complexion and gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, he exuded an elegant and refined aura. Despite reaching middle age, he still had the handsome and suave appearance of a mature

Corey. Then there was Gracie, whom Cheyenne had never seen before, but she had

young man wore a black suit, just like Kelvin, but while black projected dominance and arrogance on Kelvin, on this young man, it radiated elegance and style. The man looked to be around

long red evening gown. Her skin wasn’t particularly fair, but the red color made her look even darker. Her hair was pinned up behind her head and she wore an expensive diamond necklace in the shape of a clover – Chanel’s classic style that was worth quite

Cheyenne had never

woman intimately linked arms with old Mr. Foley

that had been changed into a strapless cocktail dress and stood in the

Kelvin

Cheyenne but she ignored

face that looked like it came straight out of a painting – so beautiful that it almost

all of her body advantages. Even dressed so casually, Cheyenne

were all dressed in fancy dresses or suits for this occasion, Cheyenne feel more like someone here

I come to the

she was too eye-catching; even when wearing something casual could make people take notice let alone anything else. Tonight’s occasion would have many men other

is just family

isn’t proper etiquette either, so please tell Grandpa I need to leave due to

widened his eyes in shock while he took two steps forward using his

wrist was firmly grasped by a large hand. It felt as if an iron chain had restricted her movement,

cold as an icy pond, staring at her. His lips parted and he spoke in a

in this world that I am afraid

go inside. Grandpa is

and turned to look at the door where she saw old Mr. Foley walking out a few steps with an

“Hmph.”