She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 219: Smash a Car

“Bang.”

“Bang.”

“Bang.”

Several loud noises rang out in succession, like thunder striking the ground, causing the earth to tremble.

The shattered glass flew everywhere, and the onlookers on the side of the road panicked and fled towards the back.

The beautiful and expensive luxury car had its glass smashed in front of everyone’s eyes. The hood was even caved in like a pile of scrap metal discarded on the roadside.

And that glamorous girl with one leg limping jumped off from the car hood, throwing a stone at Abbie’s feet with a “bang” sound.

Scared pale, Abbie screamed and immediately moved aside. Her eyes were full of tears as she looked incredulously at Cheyenne.

Although she looked so disheveled, her smile was still bold and unrestrained. Her action of throwing the stone at the car shocked countless passersby.

Looking closely now, one could see her gaze contained a cold and disdainful smile. Her waist-length wavy hair was scattered behind her head. Her fair cheeks were delicate enough without any makeup. “Miss Berry, you’re right about one thing: I really don’t like this car!”

Her voice wasn’t small; it clearly reached everyone’s ears. With an upward tilt to her eye corner, those seductive eyes shone bright as if they were made from the most beautiful crystal in this world. Everyone couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

is too

dollars! How dare she say she doesn’t like it? Is being a mistress so high-profile these days?” “Poor wife; her face has turned white;

some drama; I’m sure this mistress is just pretending to be

…

quickly attracted more attention from people passing by. A black luxury car happened to pass by slowly. The man slowly rolled down the car window, gazing at people gathered around. He wanted to go around them but accidentally caught sight of

car stopped

out of his vehicle, he saw Cheyenne holding up a huge brick above her head while smashing the car fiercely without any

seen such a “fierce” woman before, yet she didn’t seem vulgar at all. His

His eyes lit up.

to play her game, pointing her fair fingers at Cheyenne and stuttering in

that night, so she told the housekeeper she would drive it herself and return it today. Cheyenne smashed the car recklessly.

smashed Kelvin’s car! Aren’t you afraid he’ll come after you?” Abbie

care or concern. “Afraid? Why

spoke, Kelvin

a familiar voice. Approaching closer, he found Cheyenne standing before him looking disheveled yet trying to put

crying miserably again, which only made him

The man’s icy voice suddenly

clothes paired with matching suit pants and slippers which seemed

Abbie and her, which caused

to look at him, so she looked away with

as she reached out with tear-filled eyes, wanting to embrace Kelvin. But he

and stained her collar with different shades of wetness,

Miss Lawrence a ride when I saw