She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 325: Certain Answer

Cheyenne stood still, lowering her gaze, her thick, fan-like eyelashes casting shadows under her fair eyelids, concealing her hesitancy. She had been angry at her grandfather for drugging her last time, but she couldn’t ignore the fact that Old Mr. Foley had treated her like a true granddaughter during her three years at the Foley Mansion. Her heart softened a bit.

She looked up again, her gaze cold and piercing as she stared at Kelvin. “Wait for me. I need to go home to get my silver needle.”

When she said this, it meant that she had agreed.

Kelvin couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. He had expected Cheyenne to give him a hard time, considering his previous actions, which were quite unforgivable.

But she didn’t. She calmly followed Kelvin and got into his luxury car. In the past, she had always enjoyed sitting close to him in the car, pretending to lean against his shoulder and refusing to move when the car turned. She would chatter incessantly about which restaurants served delicious food, the latest movies, or new friends she had made.

But now, when he glanced back at the small figure sitting by the car door, she remained far away, never once looking at him.

She kept her bright and clear eyes focused on the scenery outside.

It was early in the morning, and the vibrant sunlight illuminated her fair and beautiful face, giving it a soft radiance.

However, her eyes were exceptionally cold, like the chilly wind in autumn, leaving only desolation behind. There was no light in her eyes.

This realization stung Kelvin for a moment, as if he had been stabbed in the heart by a blunt steel needle, and fresh blood slowly oozed out. The person who had caused her to lose that light was him. The car fell into silence, and the atmosphere became tense. Chris felt the awkwardness keenly and attempted to break the silence.

and, with a cheerful smile, said, “Miss Lawrence, it’s

she responded indifferently,

a thick skin, Chris continued,

don’t really want to see

Chris with a cold gaze and ordered in a low voice, “Focus on driving your car

criticized by Kelvin, quickly closed his mouth. He looked pitiful and

at the Lawrence Villa. It was built from white marble, elegant and stylish, with its own courtyard and music fountain. In such a prime location, it was quite valuable. The car pulled up in the courtyard, and Cheyenne opened the door, got out with one foot, and stepped onto the ground. She turned gracefully and walked away, showing no intention

voice responded, “The

Chris fell silent.

no time, Cheyenne emerged from the house. She wore a candy-colored coat, and

royal blue designer suit, his chestnut short hair giving him a

lips were so close to her ear that he could smell

I’m going to the Foley Mansion today, so I’ll be back later. Please remind Master Iker to

as she said this, Omari felt a tinge of bitterness. “Cheyenne, you only remembered Master

legs were injured, but you’re so

he backed away. “Well, maybe not. If

“Ha! You’re overthinking it.”

why would she need him to hold her? It was

tore off the wrapper before shoving it into her mouth. His actions weren’t rough, but they certainly weren’t gentle either.

Finding it sweet, she narrowed her