She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 356: Leave

A black Rolls-Royce Phantom came to a slow stop in front of the two. Kelvin’s face, as serene and handsome as a deity, appeared through the lowered car window.

Kelvin, expressionless, instructed Chris, ‘Get in.’

‘Yes, Mr. Foley!’ Chris had never been so moved; he thought his boss had left him behind.

Little did he expect Mr. Foley to be so considerate.

Juliana also wanted to ride in his car, approaching and trying to strike up a conversation. With a pitiful tone, she pleaded, ‘Mr. Foley, I forgot to drive today. Can you give me a ride?’

The cold and ruthless man callously rejected her coquettish request, ‘I’m going to the office to work overtime with this useless assistant. It’s not on the way, Miss Chambers. Get back the way you came!’ He might as well have said, ‘Get lost.’

The smile on the woman’s face gradually froze. Did the term ‘useless assistant’ sound like an insult directed at her?

Chris, on the other hand, was startled by the mention of ‘overtime.’ This was bad; it seemed Mr. Foley was in a very bad mood.

Well, no rest for this weekend.

He retracted his earlier comment about Mr. Foley becoming more considerate.

Sunlight filled the room, the warm hues of the wooden decor creating a cozy and natural atmosphere. In the middle of the hall was a black piano, and by the French windows covered with a white shaggy rug, a young man in a brown thin T-shirt lay dozing off.

The gentle light fell on his extraordinarily handsome face, flawless and fair, not a single visible pore. His skin was so enviable that even women would feel jealous.

In his hands, there was an open book, surrounded by many white papers scattered on the nearby rug. The papers were filled with messy yet elegantly written black musical notes.

handwriting was sharp

from the floor. When she noticed

wrist. The chilly touch traveled

empty eyes turned to her, and a clear, concerned voice spoke, ‘Cheyenne, have you caught a

those clear, slightly sleepy eyes, looked like an enchanting fairy. Cheyenne shook her head, trying to clear her mind from the temptation.

sexy side. Fortunately, Cheyenne

too much. Have I disturbed your sleep, Benson? Why don’t you go to the room to sleep? It’s

a hushed voice, Benson chuckled. His face brightened with this smile, and his

sleeping for quite a while. You came just at the right time.

walked to the other side and sat cross-legged in front of him, revealing the hand she

she didn’t worry about Benson sneaking a

been busy lately. Besides, I had some delicious food outside today and thought of getting

hint of playfulness in her voice, Benson sniffed

sorry. By the way, Cheyenne, what did you

the air, and Cheyenne evaded his hand with

the sweet aroma in the air again, and a hint of sourness seemed to be present. In his mind, the image of

‘It’s candied hawthorns.’

was spot-on. Cheyenne bit her lip,

your heartbeat accelerated in an instant.

you’re really amazing; your

for you. A certain dog even stared at

he was curious about the ‘certain dog’ mentioned by her. ‘What dog? Do dogs still eat

burst into laughter. That dog would eat anything, even rotten flies, let alone candied hawthorns. ‘Nothing, just a stray dog I encountered on

‘Oh.’

but he could sense