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.

been long since their chance encounter at the lingerie store with Abbie, where

She had been cheated

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

taunting message followed: “the Vintage Club, Room 201,

the wardrobe, and left the room.

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

stairs. She raised an eyebrow in slight surprise

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

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

urgent matter. Go on then, but

mother the truth; she didn’t want to let her mother know about Teagan’s affairs. Her mother was

had happened when Mrs. Berry had just

had also announced that it would be difficult for Jane’s mother to conceive

He was young, wealthy, and prosperous, but like many rich men, he had

or sixteen, barely high school students. Mrs. Berry was unaware of Cody’s twisted inclinations and tastes in women, but

grew older, Cody gradually reined in his behavior, and he eventually severed all ties with these

on love was simple: as long as

only daughter, and had developed a demanding and unyielding personality. She

of Jane’s actions, but he had no intention of confronting her about it. This man

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

Jane stormed into the Vintage Club’s second floor

intense intimacy for Teagan and a young woman. Teagan lay beside the woman, his body drenched in sweat, and his glistening chest muscles reflected in the dim light. A dainty, rosy hand began to trace