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.

sharp

picked up the crumpled papers from the floor. When she noticed the open window, she quickly

a slightly cold hand grabbed her wrist. The chilly touch traveled

empty eyes turned to her, and a clear, concerned voice

slightly sleepy eyes, looked like an enchanting fairy. Cheyenne shook her head, trying to clear

a surprisingly sexy side. Fortunately, Cheyenne was an honest girl; otherwise, she might have already

because I just came in from outside, and the temperature difference is too much. Have I disturbed your sleep, Benson? Why don’t you go to the room to sleep? It’s easy to

in a hushed voice, Benson chuckled. His face brightened with

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

cross-legged in front of him, revealing the hand she had behind her

couldn’t see, she didn’t worry about

just been busy lately. Besides, I had some delicious food outside today and thought of getting you some too. That’s

of playfulness in her voice, Benson sniffed the sweet fragrance in

wrongly accused you. I’m sorry. By the way, Cheyenne, what

air, and Cheyenne evaded his hand with a mischievous smile.

of sourness seemed to be present. In his

‘It’s candied hawthorns.’

Cheyenne bit her lip, still wanting to play with him.

half a second, and your heartbeat

admired him and sighed, ‘Benson, you’re really amazing; your ears are getting more and

dog even stared at me several times, but

he was curious about the

rotten flies, let alone candied hawthorns. ‘Nothing, just

‘Oh.’

in mind, but he could