She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 402: Did Jerry Undergo Plastic Surgery?

As for the third condition, Cheyenne wasn’t being too excessive. She just wanted Nora to apologize to her. Unlike this dishonest mother-daughter duo, once the three conditions were met, Cheyenne would delete the video without delay.

Considering her own future, Nora had no choice but to lower her head and reluctantly offer an apology, filled with immense resentment as she left.

The smile on Cheyenne’s face gradually faded as she walked upstairs, lifting her feet with each step. As soon as she entered her room, she saw black ink on the carpet and bedsheets. Not only that, her entire wardrobe had been rummaged through. It was all splattered with black ink.

The maid was frightened, with sweat dripping down her forehead. “Miss… I’m sorry. I didn’t know those two would barge in.”

Tanner watched with anger, pounding his fist on the door so it made a loud sound. “Damn it! If only we hadn’t let them go so easily.”

“Forget it, just throw away these clothes.”

Cheyenne was exhausted now. She had no interest in dealing with these trivial matters anymore. She considered it as getting accidentally bitten by a mad dog. Meanwhile, on the other side…

George and his family stepped out of the villa’s gate. The mother and daughter glanced back at the villa. They had been so happy when they arrived, but now they were leaving in such a disheveled state. “Let’s go, Nora.”

Malaya’s hand barely touched Nora before the latter forcefully pushed her away, roaring with resentment in her voice. “Don’t touch me! If it wasn’t for you insisting on taking Cheyenne’s things, she wouldn’t have found out. Now I’m so embarrassed!”

Nora’s unfamiliar attitude sent a chill through Malaya’s heart. Wasn’t it all for her own good?

Those beautiful clothes, jewelry… she just felt that Cheyenne wasn’t worthy of them. Why didn’t Nora have them?

And now, her daughter was even blaming her for everything.

George wanted to reprimand both of them. But seeing Malaya cry and Nora’s cold demeanor as she walked away, he hesitated to speak.

“Where are you going?”

the art studio. Don’t

“Hey…”

It was all her fault. If she hadn’t been greedy and taken

warm sunlight shone on his wine-red short hair, resembling a flickering red flame.

and the passing female

its pages rustling in the breeze. It happened

quickly looked down, bending over to pick it up. He extended his

clear and magnetic, “Here you go,

leaving the girl dumbfounded as she stared at the boy in front of her,

“Tha-thank you.”

took the book, and at the same time, noticed his

Oh my god!

only was he incredibly handsome, even his hand was so

It was simply unfair.

“You’re welcome.”

bangs off his

with long hair holding the book still stood rooted

up the book and even

a death knell in the ears of the students. The boy who was using the restroom hastily pulled up his pants, and ran towards the

“Jerry, hurry up. It is Justine’s class today. If you’re late,

flicked the cigarette butt into the toilet, flushed it, and then walked to the mirror. He admired his glorious good looks, happily washed his hands, and

pair of black-framed glasses, appeared stern and inflexible. Justine was notorious for being

Justine’s blacklist countless times. Every year, he would

the final exam, and if he was late again, he would surely

no sign of Jerry. Several students

“Where’s Jerry?”