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…”

finish her sentence, Vincent silenced

Emelia. Your brother is right. If you continue offending people, I’ll have

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

didn’t want to go

gazing at old Mr. Foley with a

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

the other side, Mr. Owen 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

Eddie had never met before, so how could the former plot against

wasn’t because of an issue with Eddie, then was it because of something

earlier and the fact that Cheyenne was currently treating Master Iker’s leg, Mr. Owen wondered

Adrian’s role in all

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 a tight web around him, leaving him

cautious. She shouldn’t have any contact

an important matter of her own. Layne was performing a bloodletting

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

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

hiding somewhere in her home sent shivers down

top of the staircase, hugging herself, and answered her

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 out towards

“Hiss!”

head high and spat black venom, ready to

careful of Master Vincent.

from Cheyenne came over the phone, nearly scaring

heart raced, and he felt a sudden throbbing pain. The voice of Cheyenne repeated in his mind incessantly, “Quick, don’t let it get

hear clearly what Mr. Owen said, but she caught him mentioning

Vincent?

did Jonathan suddenly mention