She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 267: Pour Me a Drink

The man turned around and said his final words before preparing to leave. In that moment, the beautiful crimson sunset shone on his sharp and cold features, reflecting in his deep-set eyes with stunning brilliance.

Cheyenne felt a sudden sense of emptiness as she watched him walk away, the morning breeze lifting the corner of his white shirt as it passed by him. He reminded her of the young boy who had once stood in the wind, occupying her entire youth memory.

Kelvin was really gone this time, leaving behind the painting that remained in the villa. The air at 5:46 AM was clean and clear.

The morning light became redder and eventually turned half of the sky into gold with a touch of hibiscus-like water red color added to it. A handsome man with extraordinary temperament leaned against a car door parked on one side of road under this golden sunlight.

He bathed in this golden sunlight with slightly drooping eyelids that seemed sprinkled with gold dust while below them were two chilling eyes that could shake people’s hearts. He held a cigarette between fingers while blue-purple smoke rose up slowly under sunlight.

There were many extinguished cigarette butts scattered around his shiny black leather shoes – at least seven or eight from what could be seen at first glance. He silently watched as dawn lit up the sky before thinking about Cheyenne’s natural intimacy towards Omari which made him feel slightly cold inside.

As he crushed out his last cigarette butt, pedestrians started appearing on roadsides, by six o’clock people had already begun driving to work again.

Breakfast shops along roadsides began their busy day.

Kelvin envied those families sitting together eating breakfast while thinking about that innocent child who had died tragically. If it were still alive today, ir would have been just like any other cute little kid needing its parents.

But there was no turning back.

He glanced over briefly, then withdrew his gaze before restarting luxury car engine and driving off into distance once more while thoughts continued swirling uncontrollably through his mind including one particular image…

that pattern before

turned and sped away. The drivers

stopped in front of a magnificent

private villa was only two stories high, with a sloping design and modern glass decorations that made it

on the

voice from inside. Soon enough, the door opened and Sam looked curiously at Kelvin, smiling in surprise. He had a white electric toothbrush in his

sat down. The bright sunlight was blinding him as it shone on an old yellowed book lying on the coffee table before him. One page had been marked with red letters that read: “Blooming amidst darkness, nightfall steals one’s

knew how

fresh white shirt paired with beige beach pants that showed off his long limbs and slender

with amusement dancing just beneath his eyes as he asked

brings you here so

you have

second before turning around to head towards his

this back from France recently; we might as well open it today.” He picked up two glasses along with it before

down across from Kelvin. Sam unscrewed the bottle cap and poured two glasses,

had your fair share of pouring drinks for

typically aloof Kelvin, smiled as he raised his glass, swirling the liquid inside. He

the Kelvin he had come

Foley, you’re the first person to make

the scent of tobacco. Using alcohol

“Deeply honored,” he replied.

to look at Sam, his gaze so intense that

on? Why are you looking