She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 347: I’m Leaving, Cheyenne, Don’t Cause Trouble

At the entrance, a tall and slender figure in white walked in. He wore a white suit, his figure tall and slender like a pine tree, and lips that were red and white. A pair of familiar gold-framed glasses rested on his nose, adding a touch of frost to his extraordinarily handsome face.

As he strode forward, Elsa’s eyes lit up upon seeing him. She lifted her foot to approach him, naturally extending her hand as if to link arms with him. ‘Omari, you’re back.’

Having not seen each other for five years, Omari’s disdain for her remained unchanged. As Elsa’s hand was about to touch him, Omari evaded it, calmly giving her a cold glance. ‘What are you doing here?’ What happened just now before he arrived?

Cheyenne looked unpleasant. Omari, familiar with her to a certain extent, could tell that Cheyenne was angry. Despite Cheyenne’s delicate appearance, she possessed a strong and indifferent heart. If she was angry, it meant something significant.

Elsa’s gaze flickered, and the crimson lips slightly curved upwards as she looked at Cheyenne. ‘I came with Emily and, by the way, want to thank Miss Lawrence for taking care of you for so long.’

Upon hearing this, Omari couldn’t help but give Elsa a disdainful look. He pursed his lips and coldly retorted, ‘I don’t need you to intervene in the affairs between Cheyenne and me. Who do you think you are? You’re in position to thank Cheyenne on my behalf.’

Publicly rebuffed by her fiancé, most girls would probably burst into tears or scold him by now. However, Elsa managed to maintain her composure. She chuckled lightly, ‘Who am I? Naturally, I am your future wife, Omari. We’re getting married in two years, whether you like it or not.’

‘Even if you don’t want to marry me, you cannot cancel our engagement, can you?’

She raised her exquisite chin, appeared cool and domineering.

This was the Elsa from Omari’s memories. Since returning from abroad, she had become even more detestable.

Back to an hour ago, Omari, who was in his office looking at quarterly financial reports, received a surprising call from his brother Hayden.

It was astonishing.

family at the age of thirteen until

of hesitation, Omari, with long and beautiful fingers

Otherwise, that girl named Cheyenne might not live to see

his ears. The buzzing sound overwhelmed his mind, and his gaze was somewhat blank

familiar. Without makeup, this delicate and beautiful

down her shoulders, making them

a hint

he had never truly entered her

about this, Omari couldn’t help but feel

for him in her heart, he would be willing to go against the world, risking his life to be with her. But he knew Cheyenne’s

was silently guard her, preventing any

in his chest. He was about to leave her for some time, unsure of the duration. Would there be a chance to meet

in an oversized school uniform. Hands clasped behind her head, her

moistening her burdened eyelashes. While others sighed in exhaustion, Cheyenne silently hopped around the field, her eyes gazing

couldn’t help

from her uniform pocket that he realized he

He gently touched Cheyenne’s soft, silky hair and softly said, ‘I have to go

Home?

loss. She had forgotten that Omari had his own home, someone who

good things must

Omari from making any decisions. ‘Take care on your

nodded and pulled out a business card from his pocket, handing it

If you ever encounter any difficulties while I’m away, go find

not around. You owe her so much; you won’t refuse this request, will you?’ Iker retorted, his sharp