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,

heart sank. She had been cheated

sat up in bed, her gaze

Vintage Club,

swiftly threw the covers aside, grabbed her black overcoat from the wardrobe, and left

room downstairs, Mrs. Berry was watching a flower arrangement tutorial on TV while practicing floral arrangements herself. The table was cluttered with trimmed

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

with her eyes reddened and a face filled with anger, responded coldly, “There’s a

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

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

her mother know about Teagan’s affairs. Her mother was never very understanding about such things and would likely say something

was young, he had gone through a reckless phase of promiscuity, and it had happened when Mrs. Berry

that it would be difficult for Jane’s mother

Cody had taken control of the shares he left behind, becoming a successful man in high society. He was young, wealthy, and prosperous, but

school students. Mrs. Berry was unaware of Cody’s twisted inclinations and tastes in women, but at least he had not

behavior, and he eventually severed all

Berry’s philosophy on love was simple: as long as a man remembered

only daughter, and

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 to compromise for

confident that Teagan wouldn’t get angry with

twenty minutes later, Jane stormed into the Vintage Club’s second floor with a powerful aura. Her appearance drew the attention of

body drenched in sweat, and his glistening chest

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