She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 373: Anger

He leaned close to her ear and warned, “This is not a place you should be. You walk from here to the right side of the hall and there’s a staircase. Tell the guards my name and leave quickly!”

Cheyenne was shocked, but luckily her mask concealed her expression. However, her widened eyes and slightly parted red lips still revealed her reaction to Kelvin.

His lips curled lightly. “Why are you so surprised?”

She thought she was already clever enough, finding Soar Casino and TWILIGHT in the Dark League, but it seemed like Kelvin, that bastard, was always one step ahead of her. The same thing happened at Soar Casino, where that old man even let him in through the VIP channel! Damn it, just thinking about it made her frustrated.

Cheyenne made no movement. She wasn’t here to play; she hadn’t investigated the situation thoroughly yet, so she couldn’t leave. Besides, why should she mention his name? They were divorced, and she had nothing to do with him anymore. She didn’t have to endure his male chauvinism.

Just because he became a boss, he thought he could give orders wherever he went? She wouldn’t comply.

Sitting with her legs crossed and arms folded, she continued to sit there. The person on stage had been replaced by a new prisoner, accused of the sin of lust. As for the punishment, Cheyenne had lost interes in watching.

Seeing her uncooperative attitude, Kelvin’s gaze dimmed, and he subtly furrowed his brows. He couldn’t help but think about how she almost exposed herself when she suddenly stood up earlier. He helplessly said, “If you want to stay, that’s fine, but don’t make any reckless moves, so you don’t hinder me later.”

After he finished speaking, he remained seated next to her, showing no intention of leaving.

However, Cheyenne coldly hummed, “I should be reminding you not to hinder me! And we’re not close, so stay away from me!”

Why did he have to come over here and squeeze into this seat when there were so many empty ones nearby?

Not close? Kelvin’s face immediately darkened, as he silently thought, ‘We just kissed each other, and now you claim that we’re not close?’ She was truly heartless.

In the Lawrence Villa, Iker was still sitting on the couch in his black checkered pajamas.

in his hands had been open for a while, but he hadn’t read a single

sore neck and glance at the clock on the wall. The hour hand was still at “7,” while the minute hand had only moved a

that time was passing so slowly when Cheyenne wasn’t by his

help but ask Tanner next to him, “What

while his other hand held a pair of scissors as he

all

hour now. But if TWILIGHT

an hour, and she still hasn’t returned. I hope

worry deepened, and his handsome

been to a bar before, Master Iker, so you wouldn’t know. Normally, people stay at a

All night!

never been to a bar. If he wanted to drink, he had a room

nothing but

face, Iker asked deeply, “All night? What are they doing

and looked outside. Familiar with the topic, he said, “What else can they do? Engage in some sexual intercourse when drunk, right?” As soon as the last

herbs. Shyly, he answered

“Coward!”

he thought about how seductive and beautiful Cheyenne looked when she left, Iker wondered about her alcohol

even more for not having Tanner accompany

a knock on the door

other, and Tanner stood up with a knowing look,

was a

Zamora, why

from his forehead. His white coat had stains of various colors – red, green, purple – making

looked towards the second floor room as he anxiously asked, “Is Cheyenne here? I need to talk to her

few times, and their relationship was not close but cordial. He knew Eddie

out, and we don’t