She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 218: The Mistress Is Arrogant

Cheyenne felt sore all over her body. Damn Kelvin. She suspected he might have hurt her while she was asleep.

It had been three days since she disappeared, and her phone was dead.

As soon as she plugged it in and turned it on, she saw more than 20 missed calls, with more than half of them from Kate.

There were also missed calls from her grandfather and Omari.

She called her grandfather first, and sure enough, a loud roar came from the other end of the line.

“You little brat! What’s going on? You haven’t answered my phone for three days?”

His voice was so loud that Cheyenne thought it could pierce through eardrums. She quickly moved the phone away from her ear and rubbed it helplessly.

“I… I had something else to do.”

“What kind of thing? Are you too busy to answer your phone? Do you know how worried I am?”

Cheyenne listened to his voice but replied with a playful tone which almost made Layne want to hit someone.

“Grandpa, it’s all fine now!”

After Layne calmed down a bit on the other end of the line, he explained why he was looking for Cheyenne: Iker’s Estate caught fire; Iker barely escaped but his old injury recurred. He is now waiting for Cheyenne to come treat him urgently.

They agreed that they would treat him last night but couldn’t find Cheyenne anywhere even Omari who always sticks around like glue seemed to have vanished into thin air.

couldn’t find Omari or reach him by

“Iker’s Estate caught fire?”

exclaimed in surprise before immediately running forward with

steps, she fell down onto the ground again, which caused bruises all over her left knee along with scratches

torture; it quickly swelled up in one large area. Coupled with her sprained ankle three days

she got up from the ground, slowly dragging herself towards the

driving slowly stopped in front of her and rolled down the car window, revealing a face that Cheyenne both

magazine today, so she put on some makeup. Her ordinary face looked a bit more delicate

wearing the same white dress as before, with her long chestnut hair cascading down her shoulders. Her feet were adorned with

smile and said, “Miss Lawrence, where are you going? Your leg seems

balanced model with a logo that felt familiar to

look at the license plate

the garage of the Foley

was Mr. Foley’s sweetheart. Giving a Cayenne as a gift was just a matter

Kelvin refused without even thinking about it, saying that she didn’t need it. Tsk tsk, he really

Miss Berry. I have something else to do and don’t have time

Abbie. Unexpectedly, the latter reached out and stopped her with a face full of

know, you would think she is

serious. Is it because

about it, this car was given to me by Kelvin. He said that girls are suitable for driving a Cayenne, and this car doesn’t seem cheap either. Miss Lawrence, you liked it before, didn’t you?” The message

thought of this, Cheyenne’s face darkened even

Abbie with a sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth. “What do you want to show off? Or rather, what do you want to

the marks on

she’s stupid,

nights with this bitch. What does this bitch have that