She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 405: Betrayal Three Years Ago

The next day, Jerry was awakened by a bartender. It was closing time for their night shift, and they needed to clear out the customers in the bar.

He groggily woke up, only to find himself lying on the bar’s couch, his head pounding as if it was about to explode.

The pain was unbearable.

Beer bottles were scattered on the coffee table and the floor in front of him. How did he end up getting drunk in a bar?

Wait a minute, wasn’t yesterday the final exam? Did he feel so liberated after finishing the exam that he went to the bar to celebrate?

The things he bought yesterday were still on the couch, which reassured Jerry. It must have been like that.

“How much?” he asked.

“Sir, you spent a total of 130, 517 last night. Will you be paying by card or cash?” the bartender replied.

“What!!”

He had just been having a few drinks by himself, and he ended up spending over a hundred thousand!

Jerry was shocked, his eyes almost popping out. He had a gloomy expression as he calculated that he would have to work hard for the next three months to make up for it.

As he stepped out of the bar, the sun was shining brightly outside, but Jerry’s mind was in chaos. Why did he feel like he had forgotten something important?

Oh right, he had a wonderful dream last night.

He dreamt about the goddess Nora, drinking with her, and even kissing her in the dream.

Upon waking up, he found himself all alone, confirming that it was indeed just a dream.

It must have been because he had been obsessing over Nora during the day that he had such audacious dream.

From somewhere, a black dog appeared and started biting on his pants, refusing to let go.

black curly fur, eyes as dark as

its short legs, it wagged its tail

down and couldn’t help but wear a speechless expression. “Why does this

think you’re the only tough guy here, I can be one too!” Jerry squinted his eyes, turned

of gazes ensued between the man and the dog. Jerry kicked the dog away

“Woof.”

I have to

“Woof woof.”

handsome that I’m irresistible to

even a dog would pay

handsome, they chase him

the tranquil morning, Jerry ran

The Lawrence Villa.

with Cheyenne sitting beside her grandfather Layne,

ready to assist

briefly explained to her grandfather and Master Iker everything she

downplayed the three days she spent

want her grandfather to worry about

me is actually Master Davon. He is indeed

Mr. Zamora was ambushed, and I almost got into a car accident?

and learned about the darkness of

happens to be one of

were entirely reasonable, causing everyone to

hammering the wall with frustration. Through gritted teeth, he said, “It’s really them behind the scenes. Three years ago, they plotted against Master Iker, and now they can’t accept it

in Iker’s Estate had been found – it was the security guard from Iker’s Estate. After the

back, and he admitted that it was Master Davon who ordered him. If he

I’ve escaped death for your sake. What truly happened three years ago? Can you please share it with us so we can find a way to deal with

turned gloomy. He took

“Yes.”

full of potential. However, due to a

not an ordinary one. He received a call from Erica and hurriedly drove back home

always treated Erica like his own younger sister. In the phone call, Erica said