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

“Iker’s Estate caught fire?”

exclaimed in surprise before immediately running forward with her sore

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

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

from the ground, slowly

of bright eyes. A woman driving slowly stopped in front of her and rolled

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

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

curled her bright red lips into a faint smile and said, “Miss Lawrence, where are

shifted to her car, a sleek and balanced model with a

took a look at the

Foley Mansion before? How did it

Foley’s sweetheart. Giving a Cayenne as

when she wanted to drive, Kelvin refused without even thinking about it, saying that she

have something else to do and don’t have time for idle

leg and intended to bypass Abbie. Unexpectedly,

you didn’t know, you would think she is the

injury… it looks serious. Is it because you don’t like my car? Does

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 conveyed by

of this, Cheyenne’s face darkened

corner of her mouth. “What do you want to show off? Or rather, what do you

two stood very close, and Abbie immediately noticed the marks on Cheyenne’s neck and even

stupid, she can guess

days and nights