She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 324: Drink Cola

The following morning, the front pages of Akloit’s major newspapers were filled with headlines about “Teagan,” “Jane,” and “the Lawrence family heiress.”

“Failed Union of the Berry and Parry Families, the Love of the Elites Is So Fragile!”

“The Lawrence Family Heiress Becomes a Mistress, Caught in Adultery!”

“Jane Abandoned in Misfortune as Her Family’s Fortune Declines!”

“The Reasons Behind Berry and Parry Families’ Cancellation of the Marriage!”

Cheyenne glanced at these headlines, smirking, and tossed the newspaper into the trash can with a confident and dashing motion. She wore a black off-the-shoulder, tight-fitting, high-waisted T-shirt with a matching skirt made of sheer fabric that accentuated her fair, slender legs. Her wavy hair, styled in a ponytail with a simple and rustic “X”-shaped metal hairpin, cascaded down her back, as fluffy as a squirrel’s tail.

She stood nonchalantly in front of a vending machine, facing an array of drink options, and her delicate fingers hesitated in mid-air for a moment. Finally, she made her selection. A can of cola dropped down from the machine’s chute with a faint layer of dew droplets on its surface.

As Cheyenne pulled the tab, about to take a sip, the cola was abruptly snatched from her hand. She turned around, surprised, to see the owner of the hand.

The man was dressed in a well-tailored black designer suit, paired with a white shirt, standing elegantly in front of her. His thick, stylish eyebrows arched slightly, and his deep-set eyes looked calmly at the frozen cola in his hand. He spoke, uttering an unbelievable statement.

good for your

physician, Cheyenne knew better than Kelvin, but she didn’t

back. But she was significantly shorter. Even if she tiptoed and raised her arm high, there was still a considerable distance between her and

cute little bunny. She looked at him with a pair of bright eyes, her fury evident. She demanded, “Give it back

who was standing behind him, while accepting the hot milk Chris offered. He

“You can have this.”

was steaming. Cheyenne did not take it. She looked at Kelvin as if he were a strange creature. Her rosy, lustrous lips curled slightly, and she said, “Mr. Foley,

glanced at the cola in Chris’s hand. This glance made Chris tremble involuntarily. He hoped that Miss Lawrence didn’t think he had stolen her cola. He was only helping the CEO carry it. Cheyenne let out a light chuckle, her melodious voice ringing in both their ears. “Just take this cola as my treat, Mr. Foley. A big

stared fixedly at Cheyenne’s fair and tender face with a threatening aura. “Cheyenne, do you have to speak

wasn’t like

back. “Oh?

call you Kelvin, being understanding, just like Abbie does, showing

I be like I used to be, abandoning my dignity and self-esteem, like a pitiful puppy waiting by your side for occasional charity and

proud expression on her face

confident, this was the

correct. But before he could respond, Cheyenne extended a slender hand and pushed him

frosty words, Kelvin suddenly remembered the phone call she made to him that night. She said that she had mistaken him for

who she was pursuing all along. So who was the man who occupied her thoughts and was important enough for her to give up her freedom and