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

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

abroad and the life she led there still haunted her to

she didn’t want to

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

He coughed weakly, closed his eyes, and lay back on the bed,

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

met before, so how could the former plot against the

with Eddie,

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

was Adrian’s role in all of

piercing golden sunlight fell on him. However, he couldn’t shake the inexplicable feeling of coldness. He felt like all these

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

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

on top of its glass enclosure, darting wildly

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

thought of having a poisonous snake hiding somewhere in

staircase, hugging herself, and

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

“Hiss!”

its triangular head high and spat

careful of

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

repeated in his mind incessantly,

didn’t hear clearly what Mr. Owen said, but she caught

Vincent?

Jonathan suddenly