She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 322: Smoke a Cigarette and Watch a Show

She initially considered turning off the video but then changed her mind, becoming increasingly interested in what she was watching. Unfortunately, the surveillance footage only had video, no audio, so Cheyenne couldn’t gauge how seductive Nora’s voice might be at this moment.

After watching for a few minutes, Cheyenne grew bored. Teagan was quite inventive, but he was clearly lacking stamina. He had taken a break after just over ten minutes. According to his profile, he kept multiple extramarital relationships while dating Jane, which likely explained his fatigue from “working day and night.”

Cheyenne pulled out a small silver USB drive and plugged it into the computer’s port, copying this video segment for herself. The copying process would take a little time.

She was feeling a bit tired.

Her slender hand reached into her coat pocket, retrieved a cigarette, and held it between two elegant fingers. She lit it using a vintage perfume bottle-shaped lighter, igniting a blue flame that looked especially eerie in the dim surveillance room. The reflection danced in her bright, enigmatic eyes, seemingly bottomless.

The scene shifted to the Berry Villa.

Jane had worked late until 8 PM, and after having dinner, she meticulously pampered herself with skincare and makeup. She put on a silky and sexy low-cut nightgown and had just lain down on the big bed, thinking of calling Teagan.

As she took out her phone, a multimedia message notification popped up.

It was a picture.

In the picture, a man was passionately embracing a young woman, and their embrace seemed intimate.

Even from the side view, she could recognize him – the man in the picture was none other than her fiance, Teagan.

at the lingerie store with Abbie, where Teagan

She had been

in bed, her gaze

“the Vintage

grabbed her black overcoat from the wardrobe, and left the room. She was determined

on TV while practicing floral

raised an eyebrow in slight surprise and inquired, “At

“There’s a work issue at the company, and

this, Mrs. Berry frowned, and she used her scissors to snip off a large portion of the rose stem with too many leaves. The thorns on it almost hurt her

seems to have something going on – either late hours or some urgent matter.

the truth; she didn’t want to let her mother know about Teagan’s affairs. Her mother was never

of promiscuity, and it had happened when Mrs. Berry had

also announced that it would be difficult for

man in high society. He was young, wealthy, and prosperous, but like many rich

some were as young as fifteen or sixteen, barely high school students. Mrs. Berry was unaware of Cody’s twisted inclinations and tastes in women, but at least he had not fathered

reined in his behavior, and he eventually severed all

love was simple: as long as a man remembered to come home,

different. She had grown up in a wealthy household, was the only daughter, and had developed a demanding and unyielding personality. She was competitive and intolerant of even the

to blacklist the young model she’d encountered while shopping with Teagan the last time, ensuring that the model’s career was permanently damaged. Teagan was well aware of Jane’s actions, but he had no intention of confronting her about it. This man had his own ambitions and goals, and he prioritized his own interests. He loved power and was willing

angry with her for interfering with

Club’s second floor with a powerful

the third time of intense intimacy for Teagan and a young woman. Teagan lay beside the woman, his body drenched in sweat, and his glistening chest