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,

strong urge to just throw the dog in her hands away. Just the thought that this dog was

Cheyenne’s obvious stress, tenderly rubbed the puppy’s head, and then suggested, “Mr. Foley, Cheyenne and I found this dog on the side of the road when he was almost at death’s door, hungry and suffering multiple injuries. If not for Cheyenne’s kindness in taking it home, the dog

“One hundred dollars is too much! I think ten dollars is enough. It’s just a stray dog! If it wasn’t

a ten-dollar bill from

stars, were fixed on him with an indifferent and icy demeanor, just as he had once been towards

here. Ten bucks is not a small amount, you know!

misunderstood him again, and his mind went

persuasively and dominate any negotiation, was now at a loss on how to prevent a woman from getting

to rid himself of Abbie’s constant pestering, so he told Chris to find

was seven or eight parts similar to the one Cheyenne had previously

she would be so malicious as to tie the dog to the roadside and

transferred her resentment onto him. Kelvin tightly gripped the box in his pocket that held the diamond

front of him glared at him angrily. Even if he were to take out

voice, with conviction, “No need for money.

she turned around to return the dog to