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.

an extremely noisy environment, her mind was still in a highly concentrated and tense state. At such

an indescribable sense of

had been pushed away by him,

dark sadness flickered in his deep-set eyes,

filled the room, startling Cheyenne. She quickly turned her head and questioned him, “What did you do?” “Don’t be afraid, it’s just a communication device,” he

a black tailcoat standing at the entrance. He wore a half-moon-shaped mask, with only half of his face visible. From his prominent

fixed on him since he entered, and Kelvin suddenly felt a twinge of displeasure. He furrowed his brow and his voice became

two individuals, sensing that they were not ordinary people

to rise, Kelvin asked, “I’m looking for Mr. King, is he

mentioned “Mr. King,” he

the two individuals because anyone who knew “Mr. King” was either associated with TWILIGHT or a distinguished guest in business with TWILIGHT. Based on their

go to the

“Thank you,” they replied.

the waiter returned to the private room with a bottle of red wine. He walked over, holding a wooden tray with one hand, and

shone on the dark red wine, turning it into a purplish hue as it entered their eyes. It was a

on the wine, and she caught a glimpse of the man’s hand trembling as he held the bottom of

What’s going on?

in. But when he poured the wine just now, his hand trembled twice, causing a drop of red wine to accidentally spill on

This shouldn’t have happened.

word, exchanged a silent look with Kelvin. He seemed to have noticed something off about the waiter as well, his lips pursed as he spoke with a cool and mysterious tone in the private

is Mr. King? I had an appointment to meet him here at