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…”

Vincent silenced her with a

Emelia. Your brother is right. If you continue offending people, I’ll

the life she led there still

she didn’t want to go

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

friendly look. He coughed weakly, closed his eyes, and lay back on the bed, drifting into light sleep once

shadows cast on his face seemed a bit too intense. The image of the rosewood bead bead that Vincent wore continued to echo in his mind, and it troubled him more with

Eddie had never met before, so how could the former

of an issue with Eddie,

Master Iker’s leg, Mr. Owen wondered

was Adrian’s role in

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

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

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

enclosure, darting wildly around the room, and entering an aggressive state,

hide, or I

the thought of having a poisonous snake hiding somewhere in her home

hugging herself, and answered her phone after it rang for a

you have something important? Can we talk later? There’s a snake… hissing near the sofa…” Omari quickly approached, wearing rubber gloves, and

“Hiss!”

creature lifted its triangular head high and spat

of

his sentence, a high-pitched scream from Cheyenne came over the phone,

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

clearly what Mr. Owen said, but she caught

Vincent?

Jonathan