She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 314: You Lose Your Chance to Speak

His eyes were calm and clear when he was speaking.

Even experienced liars usually show subtle signs of deception.

Mr. Owen had studied micro-psychology for decades and had observed countless people. No one had ever escaped his keen perception.

“Emelia, apologize to Mr. Owen,” Franklin, her father, chimed in, touching his nose and speaking sternly.

Emelia didn’t think she had done anything wrong. She bit her rosy lip and reluctantly approached Mr. Owen, standing before him with a raised chin.

“Mr. Owen, I apologize. I got excited earlier out of anger. I hope you can overlook the fault of a nobody like me.”

Her proud demeanor didn’t look like an actual apology. It was a perfunctory gesture.

Mr. Owen couldn’t be bothered to argue with an ignorant young girl like her. He turned away and addressed Kelvin.

“Mr. Foley, I’ll take my leave. I suggest you consider looking for my junior.”

“Sorry, Mr. Owen, for the inconvenience today. Regarding the cooperation project, I will increase my investment.”

“Thank you.”

With that, he left without even looking at Emelia. She remained at the door, glaring at Mr. Owen’s departing figure with anger.

Vincent sternly warned her, his voice cold, “Emelia, I’ll warn you again. If you keep speaking recklessly, don’t blame me for punishing you.”

“I was just telling the truth…”

her sentence, Vincent

Franklin, furrowed his brow and reprimanded her as well. “That’s enough, Emelia. Your brother is right. If you

time spent abroad and the life she led there still haunted her

she didn’t want to

Foley with a

his eyes, and lay back on the

in bright sunshine, and the overlapping tree shadows cast on his face seemed a bit too intense. The image of the rosewood bead bead

before, so how could the former plot against

issue with Eddie, then was it because of something in Eddie’s

the fact that Cheyenne was currently treating Master Iker’s leg, Mr. Owen wondered if Vincent had some

role

Mr. Owen abruptly stopped in his tracks. He looked up at the deep blue sky above, where the piercing golden sunlight fell on him. However, he couldn’t shake the inexplicable feeling of coldness. He felt like all these events had woven

cautious. She shouldn’t

own. Layne was performing a bloodletting treatment for Iker, and the

the round hole on top of its glass enclosure, darting wildly around the room, and entering an aggressive state,

doesn’t hide, or I won’t feel safe sleeping at

of having a poisonous snake hiding somewhere in her home sent shivers down

top of the staircase, hugging herself, and answered her phone after

hissing near the

“Hiss!”

lifted its triangular head high and spat black venom,

of Master Vincent.

high-pitched scream from Cheyenne came over the

pain. The voice of Cheyenne repeated in

what Mr. Owen said, but she

Vincent?

did Jonathan