She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 205: Your Lady is Over There

Cheyenne didn’t want to waste any more time with the scumbag couple, so she sweetly stepped forward and took old Mr. Foley’s arm. “Grandpa, it’s chilly outside. Let’s go in.”

“Okay, okay! I’m so happy that you came to see me. Come on, I have your favorite mango pudding cake prepared at the party. I had the butler specially make it for you.”

Joe, who had been standing behind them all along, gave Cheyenne a faint smile and respectfully bowed his body. “Mrs. Foley, it’s been a long time.”

Cheyenne nodded her head at him and responded softly, “Uncle Joe, please call me Cheyenne from now on. I’m no longer your lady anymore. Your new lady is next to your young master over there; don’t call her by mistake.”

Joe remained silent.

Old Mr. Foley listened with regret; it seemed that Kelvin really hurt Cheyenne.

She was someone who knew what she loved and hated; saying this meant that she was kicking her grandson out of her world – not a good sign.

Kelvin coldly looked at Cheyenne with icy eyes as his heart suddenly sank into sharp pain mixed with anger.

He couldn’t say anything back.

Emelia brightened up and quickly went over to hold Abbie’s hand like sisters do while coquettishly saying, “Abbie, don’t be sad! Grandpa is just joking around with you! Come on in together with me! You’re Kelvin’s sweetheart after all – no one can replace you even if some people have thick skin!”

had appeared like an enemy last

her. If Kelvin didn’t step in and insist, she might indeed become the clown of this evening’s event. After standing there for several minutes without any sign of action from Kelvin, Abbie began to feel anxious. She had prepared a special gift

fixed on Cheyenne, but she showed no reaction whatsoever. Even when she heard Emelia say that Abbie was his sweetheart, she

a woman and Cheyenne had been jealous for a long time. Helpless,

happy that she made him breakfast with her own hands. He told himself that he did it not because he cared about Cheyenne’s feelings, but because male employees were

gave herself up and resumed

domineering attitude of not allowing him to look at other women remained

She could truly cut ties completely if she claimed not to

attitude to notice the changing glances directed at Abbie from

an incredibly prestigious title, was about to change hands.

stepped back into this familiar

did her homework. In the hallway on the second floor, beneath a painting of Mona Lisa, she

had kissed her out of frustration. Her lips had swollen for several days afterward, and she had been too embarrassed to

past. The future was coming

think she was either his bodyguard or subordinate. She looked

hand and sat down on old Mr. Foley’s left side, deliberately placing Abbie near Kelvin and diagonally across from

banquet making many

“How have you been lately?” Cheyenne sat upright, cutting elegantly into steak with knife and fork and showing

to cut it up for her before bringing it

Group, he had such a vulgar wife. Kelvin