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…”

her sentence, Vincent silenced her with a

“That’s enough, Emelia. Your brother

and the life she led there still haunted

didn’t want

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

coughed weakly, closed his eyes, and lay back

the overlapping tree shadows cast on his face seemed a bit too intense. The image of the

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

Eddie, then was it because of

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

role in all of

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.

to call Cheyenne and ask her to be cautious. She shouldn’t have any contact with the people from

an important matter of her own. Layne was performing a bloodletting treatment for Iker, and the blood

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

or I

of having a poisonous snake hiding somewhere in her home sent shivers

staircase, hugging herself, and answered her phone after it

talk later? There’s a snake… hissing near the

“Hiss!”

creature lifted its triangular head high and spat black venom, ready

be careful of Master

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

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

clearly what Mr. Owen said, but

Vincent?

Jonathan