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…”

Vincent silenced her with a

“That’s enough, Emelia. Your brother is right. If you continue offending people, I’ll

abroad and the life she led there still haunted her

want to go

silent, gazing at old Mr. Foley with a

her a friendly look. He coughed weakly, closed his eyes, and lay back on the bed, drifting into

overlapping tree shadows cast on his face seemed a bit too intense. The image of the rosewood bead bead that Vincent wore continued to echo in his mind, and it troubled

Vincent and Eddie had never met before, so how

because of an issue with Eddie, then

with the blood sample earlier and the fact that Cheyenne was currently treating Master Iker’s leg, Mr. Owen wondered if Vincent had

was Adrian’s role

piercing golden sunlight fell on him. However, he couldn’t shake the inexplicable feeling of coldness. He felt like all these events had woven a tight web around him,

some hesitation, he decided to call Cheyenne and ask her to be cautious. She shouldn’t have any contact with the people

was performing a bloodletting treatment for Iker, and the blood of venomous

on top of its glass enclosure, darting wildly around the room, and entering

or I won’t feel safe sleeping

the thought of having a poisonous snake hiding somewhere in

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

Jonathan, do you have something important? Can we talk later? There’s a snake… hissing near the sofa…” Omari quickly approached, wearing rubber gloves, and cautiously reached

“Hiss!”

its triangular head high and spat black venom, ready to

of

came over the phone, nearly

and he felt a sudden throbbing pain. The voice of Cheyenne repeated in

Owen said, but she caught

Vincent?

did Jonathan suddenly