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!”

made Abbie feel confused since Emelia had appeared like an enemy last time they met

welcome her. If Kelvin didn’t step in and insist, she might indeed

say that Abbie was his sweetheart, she didn’t appear surprised at all. She just shrugged

secretary at the office was a woman and Cheyenne had been jealous for a long time. Helpless, Kelvin had to replace all the staff in

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 more

days, Cheyenne gave herself up and resumed her lazy

him to look at other women remained

indeed heartless. She could truly cut ties completely if she

to notice the changing glances directed at Abbie from

was about to change hands. Of course,

being away for two or three months, as she stepped back into this familiar place,

with a blanket. On that coffee table, he read documents while she did her homework. In the hallway on the second floor, beneath a painting of

the process wasn’t particularly romantic. He had kissed her out of frustration. Her lips had swollen for several days afterward,

in the past. The future was coming and she had to move forward without thinking about

black professional attire which made people think she was either

and sat down on old Mr. Foley’s left side, deliberately placing

banquet

Mr. Foley laughed a lot and asked, “How have you been lately?” Cheyenne sat upright, cutting elegantly into steak

the chef to cut it up for her before bringing it out. When he took

a vulgar wife. Kelvin was