She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 355: Poor Guy

Kelvin’s lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, the restrained anger burning in his heart. With a deep gaze, he stared at Sam and retorted, ‘Suitable or not, that’s not for you to decide.’

As his friend, Sam shouldn’t be getting so close to Cheyenne! Even though he expressed that he and Cheyenne were just friends, Kelvin knew there was more to it.

Despite being retorted by Kelvin, Sam didn’t get angry. He sighed gently with a tender smile and said sincerely, ‘Kelvin, I just think Miss Lawrence is a good girl. You shouldn’t hurt her anymore, that’s all!’ With those words, Kelvin fell into a heavy silence, staring at the cake box in his hand. Yes, he had deeply hurt Cheyenne before. But he regretted it and wanted to make amends. Why did everyone still see him as the old Kelvin? Even his grandfather stood on the side of outsiders, planning to find a prospective partner for Cheyenne. It was infuriating.

His like-minded good friend now had conflicting opinions on the matter of Cheyenne.

Sam left, leaving Kelvin alone standing at the doorway. Soon, Chris drove the car to the mall entrance. He apologized as he opened the door and hurriedly approached Kelvin.

‘Sorry, Mr. Foley, the refueling took a bit of time. Shall we go to Miss Lawrence’s villa now?’

Kelvin’s face turned as dark as a stormy cloud as he interrupted Chris.

‘No need!’

His voice was unexpectedly cold, carrying an unseen sense of loss.

‘Huh?’

they supposed to deliver desserts to Miss

and instructed, ‘Dispose of it or give it to beggars on the street. I don’t want to see it

generation or an official’s child. Where would he find beggars?

a minute, it didn’t have to be beggars. As long as they were

of a good

for five minutes, Chris ran into the public

tools at the entrance of the women’s restroom. His spirits lifted, and

disdainful look while holding a broom. ‘What are you doing? Can’t

surroundings in his excitement. He quickly explained, ‘Ma’ma, please don’t misunderstand. I’m here

the cleaning lady even

poker-faced, and asked experimentally, ‘Excuse me, ma’ma, how

and accommodation. What else do you want to know?’ ‘Great! Ma’ma, this delicious cake is for you. No need to thank me. Please eat it quickly; otherwise, the taste might

the cake to the mid-aged woman, leaving her with

finished touching up her makeup in the restroom, Juliana saw Chris’s departure. ‘Wasn’t this Mr. Foley’s assistant, Chris? If he was here, then Mr. Foley might be

completed his task, returned to where he had parked his car only to

Mr. Foley… leave without him?

Chris stood hesitantly, appearing like a wife abandoned by a scumbag. Just as he was contemplating whether to call Kelvin to inquire about his whereabouts, a hand patted his