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.

long since their chance encounter at the lingerie store with Abbie, where Teagan had promised not to see other

sank. She had been

sat up in bed, her gaze fixed on

Vintage Club, Room

swiftly threw the covers aside, grabbed her black overcoat from the wardrobe, and left the room. She was

watching a flower arrangement tutorial on TV while practicing floral

hurried figure rushing down the stairs. She raised an

with her eyes reddened and a face filled with anger, responded coldly, “There’s a work issue at the company, and I need to go

to snip off a large portion of the rose stem with too many leaves. The

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

Teagan’s affairs. Her mother was never very understanding about such things and would

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

had also announced that it would

shares he left behind, becoming a successful man in high society. He was young, wealthy, and prosperous, but like many rich

Berry was unaware of Cody’s twisted inclinations and tastes in women, but at least he had not fathered any

his behavior, and he eventually severed all

philosophy on love was simple: as long as a man

household, was the only daughter, and had developed a demanding and unyielding personality. She was competitive and intolerant of even the

far as using her authority 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

was confident that Teagan wouldn’t get angry with her for interfering with

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