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…”

finish her sentence, Vincent silenced her with a

“That’s enough, Emelia. Your brother is right. If you continue offending people, I’ll have to send you

memory of her time spent abroad and the life she led there still haunted her

didn’t want to

old Mr. Foley

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

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

had never met before, so how could the

because of an issue with Eddie, then was it because

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

role

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

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

bloodletting

enclosure, darting wildly around the room, and entering

hide, or I

snake hiding

stood at the top of the staircase, hugging herself, and answered her phone after it rang for a

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

“Hiss!”

high and spat black

careful of Master

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

pain. The voice of Cheyenne repeated in his mind incessantly, “Quick, don’t let it get under the sofa.” What was

didn’t hear clearly what Mr. Owen said,

Vincent?

Jonathan suddenly