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.

Omari or reach him

“Iker’s Estate caught fire?”

exclaimed in surprise before immediately running forward with

onto the ground again, which caused bruises all over her left knee along with

in one large area. Coupled with her sprained ankle three

from the ground, slowly dragging

appearance was imprinted in a pair of bright eyes. A woman driving slowly stopped in front of her and rolled down the car window, revealing

was invited to participate in an interview for a magazine today, so she put on some makeup. Her ordinary face looked a bit

Her feet were adorned with a pair

smile and said, “Miss Lawrence, where are you going? Your leg seems injured… How about I give

a sleek and balanced model with a logo that felt familiar

took a look at the license

Foley Mansion before? How did it end up

sweetheart. Giving a Cayenne as a gift was

about it, saying

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

crippled leg and intended to bypass Abbie. Unexpectedly, the

didn’t know, you would think she is the

to help you, Miss Lawrence. Your leg injury… it looks serious. Is it because you don’t like my

are suitable for driving a Cayenne, and this car doesn’t seem cheap either. Miss Lawrence, you liked it

this,

at Abbie with a sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth. “What do

and Abbie immediately noticed the marks on Cheyenne’s neck and even

even if she’s stupid, she

Emelia told me was true. Kelvin has spent three days and nights with