She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 377: VIP Treatment

It was hard for Kelvin to contain his slight sense of satisfaction as he heard the subtle jealousy in Cheyenne’s voice. Beneath his aloof exterior, he was just an ordinary man after all. Even though Kelvin had long cultivated a demeanor of composure in the face of praise or criticism, he couldn’t help but feel a tinge of excitement when the woman he cared about showed signs of admiration for him.

In order to appear less proud, he restrained the urge to smile and answered in a casual tone, “It’s alright. I’ve had contact with many people, and some of them are familiar with TWILIGHT.” Listening intently, Cheyenne couldn’t help but roll her eyes inwardly.

Kelvin continued to boast in her ear, “VIP treatment isn’t expensive at all. I just spent a little money, nothing worth mentioning, really.”

Hah. Now he’s showing off how wealthy he is…

In the dim lighting, Kelvin subtly looked up at her, knowing that he shouldn’t push it too far. He cleared his throat and regained his seriousness.

“Alright, come and have some tea.”

He reached out and handed her a cup of tea. This seemingly casual gesture made Cheyenne stare at him as if he were a strange creature, studying him for several glances. When did the lofty Mr. Foley learn to serve tea to others?

Instead of taking the cup of tea from Kelvin’s hand, she grabbed another cup and swiftly poured herself some tea.

“No need, I’ll do it myself.”

Under her breath, she muttered, “No good deed goes unpunished.”

They were the only two in the private room, and the soundproofing was excellent. The deafening music from outside was greatly diminished, becoming a faint background noise.

tense state. At such times, even the slightest sound around her would

words, and an indescribable

to be completely devoted to him had been pushed away by him, and now she treated him with such

faint glimmer of dark sadness flickered in his deep-set eyes,

red button on the table, and the sound of an alarm immediately filled the room, startling Cheyenne. She quickly turned her head

a black tailcoat standing at the entrance. He wore a half-moon-shaped mask,

Kelvin suddenly felt

masked waiter locked his gaze on the two individuals, sensing that they were not ordinary people based on their attire and

rise, Kelvin asked,

process it. Could it be that when he mentioned “Mr. King,” he was referring to that “K” she was looking for? Kelvin, how many more secrets do you

knew “Mr. King” was either associated with TWILIGHT or a distinguished guest in business with TWILIGHT.

go to the front

“Thank you,” they replied.

the private room with a bottle of red wine. He walked over, holding a

into a purplish hue as it entered

a glimpse of the man’s hand trembling as he held the bottom of the

What’s going on?

like him who worked in bars, pouring wine should be a skill they were proficient in. But when he poured the wine just now, his hand trembled twice, causing a drop

This shouldn’t have happened.

noticed something off about the waiter as well, his lips pursed as he spoke with a cool and mysterious tone

Mr. King? I had an appointment to