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…”

could finish her sentence, Vincent silenced her with

“That’s enough, Emelia. Your brother is right. If you

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

didn’t want

reluctantly kept silent, gazing at old Mr. Foley

didn’t give her a friendly look. He coughed weakly, closed his eyes, and lay back on the bed, drifting

seemed

had never met before, so how could the former plot

with Eddie, then was it because of something

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

was Adrian’s role

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 a tight web around him,

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

her own. Layne was performing a bloodletting treatment for Iker, and the blood of venomous snakes had triggered a frenzy in the Lycodon

snake emerged from the round hole on top of its glass enclosure, darting wildly around the room,

snake doesn’t hide, or I

snake hiding somewhere in her home

herself, and answered her phone after it rang for

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

“Hiss!”

its triangular head high

careful of Master Vincent.

could finish his sentence, a high-pitched scream from Cheyenne came over the phone, nearly scaring the fifty-year-old man

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

Mr. Owen said, but she caught him mentioning Master

Vincent?

Jonathan