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

“Iker’s Estate caught fire?”

before immediately running forward with

down onto the ground again, which caused bruises

large area. Coupled with her sprained ankle three days ago, her left leg was really

got up from the ground, slowly

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

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

dress as before, with her long chestnut hair cascading down her shoulders. Her feet were adorned with a pair of silver crystal high heels, giving

“Miss

a sleek and balanced model with a logo that felt familiar

a look

the Foley Mansion before? How did it end up in Abbie’s

thought, Abbie was Mr. Foley’s sweetheart. Giving a Cayenne as a gift was just

without even thinking about it, saying that she didn’t

have something else to do and

her crippled leg and intended to bypass Abbie. Unexpectedly,

know, you would think

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

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?”

thought of this, Cheyenne’s face darkened even

the corner of her mouth. “What do you want to show

close, and Abbie immediately noticed the marks

even if she’s stupid, she can

spent three days and nights with this bitch. What does this bitch