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.

encounter at the lingerie store with Abbie, where Teagan had promised

sank. She had

bed, her gaze fixed on

message followed: “the Vintage Club,

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

watching a flower arrangement tutorial on TV while practicing floral arrangements herself. The table was cluttered with trimmed flower leaves and some unused

Berry’s peripheral vision caught a hurried figure rushing down the stairs. She raised an eyebrow in

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

large portion of the rose stem with too many leaves. The thorns on

either late hours or some urgent matter. Go on then, but come back

She hadn’t told her mother the truth; she didn’t want to let her mother know about Teagan’s affairs. Her mother was never very understanding about such things and would likely say something like “Few men are faithful; just look at your

phase of promiscuity, and it had happened when Mrs. Berry had just given birth to Jane, a girl, which disappointed

doctor had also announced that it would be difficult for

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

was unaware of Cody’s twisted inclinations and tastes in women,

his behavior, and he eventually severed

as long as a man remembered to

a wealthy household, was the only daughter, and had developed a

damaged. Teagan was well aware of Jane’s actions, but he had no intention

get angry with her for

the Vintage Club’s second floor with a powerful aura. Her appearance drew the attention

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

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