She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 376: Mr. Foley Strikes Again

The air was filled with the scent of blood.

Laughter from the group of devils echoed in her ears.

For a moment, Cheyenne felt overwhelmed, realizing her own insignificance and powerlessness.

Whether it was the little girl who was brutally killed or Jonathan, she couldn’t save them…

Kelvin’s words gave her a glimmer of determination amidst the confusion, “I understand now.”

Seeming to sense her lingering worry about Jonathan, Kelvin hesitated for a few seconds, then grabbed her hand and pulled her close to him.

The back of her cocktail dress revealed smooth skin, pressed against his warm chest.

Feeling the heat, Cheyenne quickly pushed him away. This sudden intimacy caused her face to darken, glaring at him with indignation, and scolding him in a huff.

“What are you doing?”

“Hush, maybe there’s another way to save Mr. Owen.”

“What way?”

“Come with me.”

He said mysteriously, grabbing her hand and leading her away from the floor minus two to the floor minus one. It felt like entering a completely different world.

Similar to most bars on the outside, only the scale was grander, and the lavish decorations hinted at luxury. She glanced casually at the labels on the liquor cabinet – all seemingly priced in five figures.

Young men and women on the dance floor were immersed in the music, twisting their bodies, shaking their heads. The air was infused with an intoxicating atmosphere of excess. Cheyenne’s stunning figure and outrageously long legs quickly caught the attention of many men. A drunken young man with blonde hair approached, his speech slurred.

to touch

Let me have a look, if you’re pretty enough, I’ll

hand could reach Cheyenne, Kelvin stared at him with fierce eyes, and just as he was about to step forward to teach him a lesson, a cry of pain was heard from

them all came to a halt, and

gasps

muttered, “This girl is

was wearing pointed high heels, and the designer had

lips twitched. This…

play the hero and save

had resolved the situation, making him

young man, writhing in pain after being kicked, glared fiercely at the two in front

Cheyenne mercilessly stomped on his chest, grinding her

angle of her tilt accentuated her slender legs

looked at the young man with disdain, her eyes coldly fixed on his

only seven centimeters? And you have the audacity to come and hit on me. Have you seen the guy next

“His is eighteen centimeters.”

if you feel

from the outside world, so no one could see that his ears had

out and pulled Cheyenne into his embrace, his

sure if he was proud or embarrassed, he quickly held Cheyenne’s

of the bar, a man in a black jacket and a white baseball cap sat alone, holding a half-empty glass in his

direction of the couple, his gaze flashing with an

kept

the waiter, “Room number one.” A waiter with a faceless white mask led them to room number one. The corridor stretched on, with walls covered in chaotic graffiti. Large patches of black and red intertwined with other scattered colors, creating a stifling

an

an artist, Cheyenne couldn’t appreciate

tugged on Kelvin’s sleeve, lowering her voice

their height difference, he had to bend down

that moment, the colorful lights in the corridor fell perfectly on his face, making his fox mask

those two deep-set eyes left a lasting impression