She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 422: Ten Dollars is All You Get

Cheyenne took the roses with a sweet smile, thanking the man in a soft voice. Benson, in his stylish white coat, was still squatting down next to a small black dog with an adorable face, which kept barking excitedly.

The scene of a man, a woman, and a dog was so warm and harmonious, it could have been a scene straight out of a TV drama.

When Chance saw Kelvin, he swung his cheerful little tail and ran over, barking around him. The commotion caught the attention of the others in the room including Cheyenne, who turned to look in curiosity. Standing at the entrance to her office was a tall man, his black silhouette blocking most of the light. He was staring at Cheyenne with intense, angry eyes as if he had caught his wife cheating on him. It was absurd, as they were already divorced. What was wrong with talking to Benson, her good friend for years?

Cheyenne gazed at the dog, who was persistently clinging to Kelvin’s pants legs, acting like a loyal, subservient servant. It irritated her, and her delicate face went from rosy to pale.

The man, unusual for him, crouched down and picked up the small dog, caressing it with a touch of tenderness. How surprising, given that Kelvin was known for his serious case of germophobia, with a phobia of touching anything dirty or unsanitized.

Cheyenne asked him how he got here. Kelvin scrutinized the dog in his arms and frowned, thinking, ‘Isn’t this the dog I asked Chris to give Abbie? How could it be here at the hospital?’

Without a second thought, Cheyenne strode forward, snatching the dog out of Kelvin’s arms with a calm but resolute expression. “This is the dog I gave to Benson. How do you know it?”

Chris hesitated before answering, “Miss Lawrence, this dog was originally meant for Miss Berry as a gift from Mr. Foley.”

stung her heart like a needle, causing her to feel

dog was Kelvin’s way of pleasing Abbie

at death’s door, hungry and suffering multiple injuries. If not for Cheyenne’s kindness in taking it home, the

dollar bill. However, Cheyenne stopped him immediately, her tone arrogant and domineering, “One hundred dollars is too much! I think ten

ten-dollar bill from her wallet

with an indifferent and icy demeanor, just as he had

not a small amount, you know!

she had misunderstood him again, and

dominate any negotiation, was now at a loss on how to prevent a woman from getting angry. Because, indeed, this dog could be considered his gift to

time, he just wanted to rid himself of Abbie’s constant pestering, so he told Chris to find any dog

that was seven or eight parts similar to the one Cheyenne had previously raised and give

so malicious as to tie the dog

him. Kelvin tightly gripped the box in his pocket that held the diamond ring. He had considered taking it out several times but abandoned the idea in the

he were to

several seconds of silence, he spoke in a deep voice, with conviction, “No need for money.

she turned around to return