Chapter 228: Cheyenne, I’ve Seen You a Long Time Ago
Oh my god!
If those people knew they spent three hundred million to kill a delicate young woman, he wondered what their expressions would be like.
With a task to finish, Jerry stayed up again.
When his roommates were all asleep, he used a flashlight in his mouth and placed his computer under the covers. His eyes were fixed on the screen of code while his fingers moved quickly and rhythmically or the keyboard like a robot.
He struggled to keep his heavy eyelids open for fear of making mistakes due to drowsiness.
In the dark night, handsome men always stay up late.
After hanging up the phone, Cheyenne took a comfortable shower and slept well because Kelvin had been bothering her for three days straight without giving her much rest at all.
On the same night, under the light of a full moon, the reflection of a solitary and slender man could be seen on the floor-to-ceiling window. The cool breeze weaved through his white robe, lifting one corner of his bathrobe as he stood by the window, arms crossed.
His deep-set eyes stared at the faint yellow lights outside for a long time. Cigarette butts littered the floor by his feet, an empty beer bottle rolled to the door, making a faint noise in his ears.
Omari never knew that getting drunk could be such a difficult thing.
The more he tried to forget, the more he remembered what happened that day.
Cheyenne was in a drowsy state; she seemed to hear the vibration of her phone.
She opened her sleepy eyes and reached out her delicate and slender hand to pick up her phone.
Beep beep…
faint and sporadic noises sounded in her ears, a hoarse and
This voice was soft.
“Cheyenne.”
she instantly became more awake. She sat up, holding the blanket, furrowing
you calling me in the middle of the night? Is there something
in the middle of the night. At this hour,
before 11 PM, and waking up promptly at 6:30 AM. His suit and shoes were always a matching set, down to his choice of tie and cufflinks. Given his routine, it was unlikely for him to call her at such late night unless there was something important going
why?” The person on the other end hiccupped,
Is he drunk?
do you mean
him instead of
What was Omari talking
completely thrown off by his words. She opened her lips slightly and
of sadness in his voice. “It doesn’t taste
“Are you alone?”
“Yeah… alone.”
it sound like he was feeling
advised him gently, “If it
knew that he had quite a high tolerance for alcohol and
could have made
anything about his romantic
came Cheyenne’s stern yet caring voice which reached
did care about him after
had just been set up by
bed while moonlight streamed through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting silver light onto his handsome pale face. His
half-closed as he stared straight out into tree branches
man’s red lips slowly
some time passed when Cheyenne decided she would sleep now, Omari’s voice suddenly
About She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane - Chapter 228
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