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.

loud noise came from behind, and Cheyenne could hear it even

of a glass. She pretended not to

to fixate on her

woman wearing a bright red bikini had a particularly eye-catching figure. Caught sight of someone approaching, the smile on the old man’s face quickly receded. With a “snap,” he closed the magazine and threw it aside, kicking it with his foot for good measure. He then assumed a serious expression and looked at Cheyenne with

hungry? What would you like to eat? I will have someone prepare

emotions in her heart. She glanced with a teasing look at the

side. It’s better to avoid those things until you recover. I’m afraid your liver heat will flare up… Drink

his eyes wide open, “Oh, I was just curious

moral fabric is in decline!

now on, I will keep an eye on him. Even if he

was rendered speechless. ‘Actually… I saw you drooling just

Mr. Foley felt a chill creeping up his back, spreading from the soles of his feet to his scalp. His body felt weak

a dark and handsome face, commanded Joe, “Prepare a car to

struggled to suppress his smile, restraining the corners

turned to prepare the

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 you bully Cheyenne last night and make her

as a cooked shrimp, and she didn’t dare to linger for

said this, she followed behind Joe

Foley watched her leave, standing foolishly by

glared at Kelvin, who was still standing in place. “You brat,

age of eight to eighty love hearing sweet and affectionate

was casually placed in

the same time, he instructed the housemaid who was nearby, “When you clean, pay

“Yes, sir.”

what do you mean, Kelvin? Those are Grandpa’s treasures. It’s not like they’ll