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.

girl is

like it? Is being a mistress so high-profile these days?” “Poor wife; her face has turned

wait for some drama; I’m sure this mistress is just pretending to be arrogant. Let’s see

…

commotion 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

car stopped by

Cheyenne holding up a huge brick above

swore he had never seen such a “fierce” woman before, yet she didn’t seem vulgar at all. His crimson lips curved into

His eyes lit up.

game, pointing her fair fingers at Cheyenne and stuttering

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

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

care or concern. “Afraid?

they spoke,

Mansion, he searched for Cheyenne along his way. He first saw Sam’s car parked there and wondered why his good friend would be here when he heard a familiar voice. Approaching

Abbie crying miserably again, which only made

The man’s icy voice

matching suit pants and slippers which seemed

as if he had heard some kind of conflict between Abbie and her, which caused

want to look at him, so she looked away with a cold smile on

lit up with a gentle smile as she reached out with tear-filled eyes, wanting to embrace Kelvin. But he calmly avoided her

and stained her collar with different shades of wetness, making her look even

to give Miss Lawrence a ride when I