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 warning

reprimanded her as well. “That’s enough, Emelia. Your brother is right. If you continue offending people, I’ll have to send you

the life she led there still

she didn’t want to

Mr. Foley with a watery,

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

left the Foley mansion. The outside world was basked in bright sunshine, and the 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

Vincent and Eddie had never met before, so how

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

earlier and the fact that Cheyenne was currently treating Master Iker’s leg, Mr. Owen wondered if Vincent had some sort of connection with

Adrian’s role in all of

thinking it through, 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 decided to call Cheyenne and ask her to be cautious. She shouldn’t have any contact with the people from the Todd

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

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

or I won’t

having a poisonous snake hiding somewhere

the staircase, hugging herself, and answered her phone after it rang for

hissing near the sofa…” Omari quickly approached, wearing rubber gloves, and cautiously reached

“Hiss!”

triangular head high and spat black venom, ready

of Master

a high-pitched scream from Cheyenne came over the phone, nearly scaring the fifty-year-old

a sudden throbbing pain. The voice of Cheyenne repeated in his mind incessantly, “Quick, don’t let

said, but she caught him mentioning

Vincent?

did Jonathan suddenly