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.

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

sank. She had been cheated

promptly sat up in bed, her gaze fixed

message followed: “the Vintage Club, Room

the covers aside, grabbed her black overcoat from the wardrobe,

on TV while practicing floral arrangements herself.

caught a hurried figure rushing down the stairs. She raised an eyebrow

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

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

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

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

through a reckless phase of promiscuity, and it had happened when Mrs. Berry had just given birth

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

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

as young as fifteen or sixteen, barely high school students. Mrs. Berry was unaware of Cody’s

Cody gradually reined in his behavior, and he eventually severed all ties

was simple: as long as a man remembered to come

wealthy household, was the only daughter, and had

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. This

wouldn’t get angry with her for interfering with

later, Jane stormed into the Vintage Club’s second floor with a powerful aura. Her appearance

sweat, and his glistening chest muscles reflected in the