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…”

she could finish her sentence, Vincent silenced her with a warning

and reprimanded her as well. “That’s enough, Emelia. Your brother is right. If you continue offending people,

the life she

she didn’t want to go

gazing at old Mr. Foley with a watery, crystal-like blue in her

friendly look. He coughed weakly, closed his eyes, and lay back

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 of the rosewood bead bead that Vincent wore continued

so how could the former plot

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

and the fact that Cheyenne was currently treating Master Iker’s leg,

Adrian’s role in

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

to call Cheyenne and ask her to be cautious. She shouldn’t have

own. Layne was performing a bloodletting treatment

from the round hole on top of its glass enclosure,

the snake doesn’t hide, or

a poisonous snake hiding somewhere in

staircase, hugging herself, and answered her

important? Can we talk later? There’s a snake… hissing near the sofa…” Omari quickly

“Hiss!”

triangular head high and spat black

be careful of Master Vincent.

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

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

clearly what Mr. Owen said, but she caught him

Vincent?

did Jonathan