She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 263: Three Men and a Play

In the dark of night, the light between his fingers was clear as day. The blue inner flame was only the size of a soybean, surrounded by a bright yellow outer flame. The fire flickered and jumped in his fingers, extending freely with the breeze, exuding an air of coolness.

Kelvin was afraid to alert anyone and chose to remain still, staring coldly at the direction of the man.

Time passed second by second until about five minutes later when another black figure ran out from behind the villa. This one was slightly shorter than before and Kelvin couldn’t see either man’s face clearly. They whispered something to each other before the man playing with matches tilted his head slightly. His necklace suddenly leaned forward from around his neck and caught a glimmer from matchlight. It was round like a coin with an eagle soaring through clouds carved onto it while sharp talons gripped onto a long snake.

Kelvin suddenly felt familiar with this object but couldn’t quite place where he had seen it before.

After they finished talking, the thinner man left quickly.

The other one took out another box of matches from inside his jacket pocket. He opened it smoothly taking out one matchstick which he lit up immediately without playing around on his fingertips this time around; instead he lit up a cigarette, saying in rough hoarse voice “I have things to do, so I’ll be going now.”

“Aidan, take care.”

Both men left.

Kelvin quickly got off his car and walked towards Cheyenne’s villa gate but found nothing unusual except for summer insects chirping away in darkness surrounding him. He turned on flashlight on phone circling around Cheyenne’s villa once more but didn’t find anything suspicious.

When he was about to leave, suddenly there came an intense beam shining straight into Kelvin’s face!

A voice filled with anger spoke coldly, “Kelvin, what are you doing here?”

painfully into Kelvin’s eyes, making him squint uncomfortably while shielding most of its glare with fingers, allowing him to see who had come – Omari! What

his hairy long legs that didn’t match his clean

also burning with anger. He stared back and asked with an equally indifferent voice, “Mr. Lara, can

when she heard a faint sound of footsteps. Cheyenne heard it but

cat or something nearby that would go away soon enough.

Enough was enough!

open the window and picked up the vase on her desk to pour water down

stop fighting far away from here at this time

got wet on

has such bad temper when waking up early. Mr. Foley, please forgive me for not

for sneaking around doing bad things at night! It was a pity that

disdainfully glanced

The sound made by wheels rolling over

“Iker!”

looked at him without changing expression; That black figure sitting steadily on the wheelchair with short hair slightly raised upwards due to just

black plaid pajamas which

him forward was

sticking to her fair and plump shoulders. The

as enchanting

and elegantly yawned. Her beautiful starry eyes were slightly sleepy but

tell

three years ago when he came to pick her up for a wedding ceremony.