She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 292: Being Despised

Before Cheyenne could inquire, footsteps approached from outside the door. It sounded like more than one person was coming.

At the doorway, three figures appeared, walking closer with some disarray and commotion. Leading the group was George, dressed in a simple casual gray shirt paired with slacks. He looked notably lighter and somewhat aged from before.

To his left was the elegantly dressed Malaya, wearing a Chanel-inspired suit dress, carrying a classic black-and-white Chanel handbag and stylish white stiletto heels. She exuded an aura of sophistication and professionalism, resembling a career woman.

To his right stood Nora, appearing soft and gentle, radiating a warm and tender demeanor. She held a high-end black handbag and offered a bright smile.

Seemingly surprised to find unexpected visitors at Cheyenne’s place, the trio paused for a moment. George, confident and composed, approached and shook hands with both men, while a glimmer of hidden intent shone in his eyes behind the glasses.

“Master Davon, hello. I am George, the CEO of the Lawrence Group and Cheyenne’s father.”

“Hmm,” Davon responded with a hint of scorn as he leaned back in the sofa, crossing his arms and legs in a nonchalant manner.

Davon had already gathered information about Cheyenne’s family situation – her mother’s early death, her father’s lack of involvement, her stepmother’s favoritism, and her half-siblings’ dislike for her. George’s sudden appearance raised suspicions about his intentions.

George also noticed Omari, seated at the other end of the couch, and hesitated for a moment. He surveyed Omari, who appeared equally distinguished and had a handsome face that didn’t resemble an ordinary person.

“And who might this be?” George inquired.

Omari courteously smiled at George. He had a slim yet stylish presence, and his lips parted gently as he spoke.

Lawrence. I’m Omari,

clear expression of disdain. She looked at Cheyenne with

the lawyer you hired for your good friend,

family had hired Zechariah Jacobs, one of

next to Cheyenne appeared too young, with rather delicate features and fair skin, quite

learning that he was a lawyer. He started chatting with Davon instead. The latter’s purpose for today was to inquire about Iker’s leg condition. Who would want to engage

out a discreet, scornful chuckle. These people truly were clueless. The Lara family’s influence in Onistead was no less significant than that of the Todd family. Omari himself owned a high-end law firm with annual earnings in the billions, rivaling ten Lawrence families combined. They seemed to think that Mr. Lara was

wore warm smile. He

“Master Davon, you’re quite the go-getter and quite the young talent. I’ve heard

of my company’s employees… By the way, Miss Lawrence, may I ask

a dispassionate tone. Just as he was about to inquire about Iker’s condition,

this? Master Davon is quite the gentleman. He knew we were coming today and specially brought a gift. How could this

emerald bracelet on her wrist exhibited pure color, exquisite texture,

the high-end packaging on the table, adorned

treasure? Given the Todd family’s power, Master Davon’s

Malaya stupefied. Following that gaze, she saw a weathered, lifeless-looking face, resembling tree bark in winter, with clear, tiny eyes conveying a clear

from Master Davon to Miss Lawrence. It’s

gave him a quick once-over and quickly categorized this man in

Master Davon’s henchman, yet he dared to look at her

and she immediately retorted with a charming, giggling tone, “Of course, as you said, this

sitting regally on the sofa, gesturing