She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 396: High Blood Pressure

Cheyenne laughed coldly, her lips curling up in a mocking smile as she gave him a piercing look. “Don’t bother, Mr. Foley. It’s better if we see each other less in the future.”

With that, she pushed Kelvin’s hand away and turned to leave. Just as she reached the doorway, Cheyenne paused for a moment and looked back. Kelvin’s heart skipped a beat, thinking that she still cared for him, that there was still reluctance in her heart…

“Oh, by the way, a friendly reminder. Be careful of the people around you, especially Master Vincent. Goodbye.”

“Wait.”

Kelvin’s voice suddenly came from behind, and then a towering figure enveloped her within its shadow. She looked up and met a pair of deep-set eyes.

Just as she was wondering what he was up to, Kelvin suddenly bent down, kneeling on one knee. His warm hands lifted Cheyenne’s delicate foot, and he put on a pair of flat, apricot-colored slippers for her. At this moment, he seemed like a considerate gentleman.

“Kelvin!” She wanted to dodge.

But Kelvin held on tightly, his deep voice tinged with magnetism, “Don’t move. If you’re going to leave, you should at least wear your shoes.”

It was the second time.

This was the second time he helped her put on her shoes, the first time being at the banquet.

Cheyenne couldn’t help but feel her emotions in disarray.

After putting on the shoes, she hurriedly turned around and left without looking back, hobbling away with a slender figure.

Thud.

and Cheyenne could hear it even

glass. She pretended not to hear

her from behind, causing Cheyenne to

sight of someone approaching, the smile on the old man’s face quickly receded. With a “snap,” he closed

you hungry? What would you like to

couldn’t help but feel touched, her nose tingling as she suppressed the sour emotions in her heart. She glanced with a teasing look at

higher side. It’s better to

old Mr. Foley’s face turned immediately red, but he quickly composed himself and explained, lying with his eyes wide open, “Oh, I was just curious about what it was. They

these days… The moral fabric is in decline! In our time, everyone was so

I will keep an eye on him. Even

I saw you drooling

back, spreading from the soles of his feet to his scalp. His body felt weak and numb, as if

commanded Joe, “Prepare a car

his smile, restraining the corners of his lips from

to

you leaving today?” Cheyenne gracefully bowed and thanked him, “Thank you for your hospitality, Grandpa. Take care of yourself. I’ll be going now.” Even the obtuse old Mr. Foley sensed that something was amiss between her and Kelvin. He angrily scolded his grandson. “Kelvin, you’re something else. Did

suggestive words in his statement made Cheyenne’s face turn as red as a cooked shrimp, and she didn’t dare to linger for a moment longer. “Grandpa,

this, she followed

foolishly by

and glared at Kelvin, who was still standing in place. “You brat, why don’t you say some sweet words to persuade Cheyenne

from the age of

was casually placed in his pocket as he

instructed the housemaid who was nearby, “When you clean, pay attention to the corners and under

“Yes, sir.”

mean, Kelvin? Those are Grandpa’s treasures. It’s not like