She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 388: You’ve Got to Be Kidding Me

Not long after, a black Volkswagen slowly approached from the end of the alley. It was so ordinary that Cheyenne wouldn’t have noticed it if the car hadn’t stopped right in front of them. After all, there were so many cars like this that cost only a few hundred thousand dollars…

The car window rolled down, revealing a familiar face.

The man smiled and greeted them, “Mr. Foley, Miss Lawrence…”

The one driving the car was his assistant, Chris.

Cheyenne couldn’t help but wonder. She hadn’t seen Kelvin make a phone call just now, so how did he notify Chris?

While she hesitated about whether to get into the car, Kelvin had already taken the initiative to open the car door and stepped forward with his long legs, ready to get in.

Taking a couple of steps away, he noticed Cheyenne hesitating and reminded her, “Get in the car. It’s not safe to linger here.”

The old man waved his hand in agreement, “Master Kelvin is right. You should leave quickly. It’s crowded and not safe here, young lady, remember to send me the clothes.”

“Don’t worry.” She had no other choice since her phone had run out of battery… She couldn’t contact Iker right now either.

Well then, she would go to the Foley mansion first.

Kelvin himself was in such a state, so he wouldn’t dare to do anything to her!

The two of them sat together in the back seat, and the car drove steadily ahead. Chris placed both hands on the steering wheel and occasionally glanced back at the situation inside the car. He was quite puzzled.

How did the President end up with Miss Lawrence?

The car was quiet, and because of the pain, Kelvin leaned against the seat and fell asleep.

His incredibly handsome face was covered in sweat, and his complexion was pale and somewhat purplish. He looked very uncomfortable.

Cheyenne wasn’t in a much better condition either. Her feet were scratched from broken glass, and she had walked all the way in Kelvin’s shoes. The heels of her feet were also blistered.

step felt like walking on a

It was damn painful!

the intersection in the city center, the direction of the Lawrence Villa

“Mr. Richards, could you please pull

Lawrence… aren’t you going home with Mr.

resting his eyes, suddenly woke up. His voice was hoarse and weak as

“Yes, sir.”

as the car became more and more distant from her

turn around and

are you

ignored her question and continued resting his head on the cushion. He softly said, “Cheyenne, I’m

fell into a light slumber once again,

appeared fragile, like a delicate porcelain doll, with a

wanted to get angry, but her heart softened when she saw the

wakes up. Besides,

the car

gradually came to a stop at the entrance of the

guessed he didn’t want people outside to know about his injury. She gently shook

made this motion, his bleeding seemed to

in her ears, but Kelvin managed to squeeze out a smile and opened his deep-set eyes to

staring, he sighed helplessly. “Cheyenne,

eyes on the spot. “I’m

What

let anyone

Chris take off his suit jacket and put it on himself, while Cheyenne remained barefoot. Without understanding what she was

What is he doing?

appeared to be in some pain,

Am

weighed just over

adding to the radiance of

not heavy, but… my hand