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.

store with Abbie, where Teagan

heart sank. She had

up in bed, her gaze fixed on the picture on her

Vintage Club, Room 201, dare

black overcoat from the wardrobe, and left the room. She

on TV while practicing floral arrangements herself. The table was cluttered with trimmed

hurried figure rushing down the stairs. She raised an eyebrow in slight surprise and inquired, “At this hour, where

anger, responded coldly, “There’s a work issue at the company, and I need to

used her scissors to snip off a large portion of the rose stem

matter. Go on then, but come back soon. I’ll have the maid warm

affairs. Her mother was never very understanding about such things and

phase of promiscuity, and it had

that it would

taken control of the shares he left behind, becoming a successful man in high society. He was young, wealthy, and prosperous, but like many rich men, he had begun frequenting nightclubs and acquiring multiple apartments. He even kept

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

grew older, Cody gradually reined in his behavior, and

as a man remembered to come

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

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

floor with a powerful aura. Her appearance drew the attention

the woman, his body drenched in sweat, and his glistening chest muscles reflected in the dim light. A dainty, rosy hand began to trace up his forearm to his shoulder. The woman’s flushed face held a