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…”

sentence, Vincent

“That’s enough, Emelia. Your brother

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

she didn’t want

kept silent, gazing at old Mr. Foley with a watery,

a friendly look. He coughed weakly, closed his

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

met before, so

an issue with Eddie, then was

Master Iker’s leg, Mr.

Adrian’s role in all of

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

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

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

hole on top of its glass enclosure,

hide, or I won’t feel safe sleeping

a poisonous snake hiding somewhere in her home

at the top of the staircase, hugging herself, and

talk later? There’s a snake… hissing near the sofa…” Omari quickly approached, wearing rubber gloves, and cautiously reached out towards

“Hiss!”

its triangular head high and spat black venom,

be careful of Master Vincent.

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

felt a sudden throbbing pain. The voice of Cheyenne repeated in his mind

clearly what Mr. Owen said,

Vincent?

did Jonathan suddenly