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.

the lingerie store with Abbie, where Teagan had promised not to

heart sank. She had been cheated

her gaze fixed on the picture on

followed: “the Vintage

aside, grabbed her black overcoat from the wardrobe,

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

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

reddened and a face filled with anger, responded coldly, “There’s a work issue at the

a large portion of

going on – either late hours or some urgent matter. Go on then, but come back soon. I’ll have the

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;

young, he had gone through a reckless phase of promiscuity, and it had happened when Mrs. Berry had just given birth to Jane,

also announced that it would be difficult for

Cody had 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

these women, some were as young as fifteen or sixteen, barely high school students. Mrs. Berry was unaware of

older, Cody gradually reined in his behavior, and

love was simple: as long as a man remembered

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

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

Teagan wouldn’t get angry with her for

minutes later, Jane stormed into the Vintage Club’s second floor

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 look