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 see

had been cheated on

in bed, her gaze fixed on the picture on her

“the Vintage

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

a flower arrangement tutorial on TV while practicing floral arrangements

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

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

a large portion of the rose

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

hadn’t told her mother the truth; she didn’t want to let her mother know about Teagan’s affairs. Her mother was never

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

would

a successful man in high society. He was young, wealthy, and prosperous, but like many rich men, he had begun frequenting nightclubs and acquiring

school students. Mrs. Berry was unaware of Cody’s twisted inclinations and tastes in women, but at least he

reined in his behavior,

as long as a man remembered to come home, nothing

hand, was entirely different. She had grown up in a wealthy household, was the only daughter, and had developed a demanding and unyielding

well aware of Jane’s actions, but he had no intention

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

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

for Teagan and a young woman. Teagan lay beside the woman, his body drenched in sweat, and his glistening chest muscles reflected in the