She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 210

Chapter 210: Seeing Through Her Pretense of lliness

Cheyenne finally realized that something was off in the room. She looked at old Mr. Foley’s knowing smile, felt embarrassed and angry. She kicked Kelvin away with her dirty foot, leaving a dusty footprint on his black suit after stepping on the ground for a while.

She sat up with her long chestnut curly hair falling naturally on her thin shoulders, highlighting her stunningly beautiful face. In contrast, Kelvin was tense all over with his eyebrows furrowed tightly as he stared at his clothes for a few seconds.

Just then, the maid’s panicked voice came from outside the door. “Something is wrong! Miss Berry has fainted!”

Kelvin’s expression changed when he heard this news. He glanced heavily at Cheyenne and reminded her to wait for him before turning around to leave.

“Why should 1?” Cheyenne, full of resentment and disdain, hopped off the bed and landed barefoot on the floor, accentuating the fragility of her injured foot.

However, her infuriating expression left Kelvin seething with frustration and nowhere to vent it. He turned away and left the room.

“Grandpa, can you watch over her? I’ll be back soon.”

Old Mr. Foley initially had reservations about letting him go, but after witnessing the strained relationship between the two, he eventually agreed.

“Go ahead, but be sure to come back early,” he said.

“Understood,” Kelvin replied.

always been your unrequited love during those three years. Kelvin never said he liked you, nor was he ever friendly towards you. But he could be so gentle towards Abbie instead.’ Cheyenne thought. She tried hard to pretend that she didn’t care

towards her with a smile and pulled Emelia along with him in front of Cheyenne, requiring Emelia to make

showed disgust on her face

bear Miss Foley’s apology; Besides, ignorance is bliss; I just

finally understood this despicable woman was

that she fell for it and even

Foley didn’t have much to say. After all, Emelia

don’t be angry. It’s all my fault. First,

as the words fell, a middle-aged doctor in a white coat quickly walked up

this has nothing to do with

you got angry, you wouldn’t even recognize

with his sleeve, and the sound of his fake crying sounded a

“Grandpa, you act is so lousy. At least, you should

who would dare to speak to old Mr.

extremely strict and hot- tempered person. Just being stared at by him made everyone tremble, let alone making jokes in front of

under the guidance of old Mr. Foley. At the age of seventeen, he began to manage

Foley openly favored Cheyenne, even more than

bright light, the woman’s trembling eyelashes were particularly noticeable. Kelvin stood at the bedside,

like the fluttering wings of a butterfly,

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