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.”

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the dog in her hands away. Just the thought that this dog was Kelvin’s way of pleasing Abbie made her feel disgusted. But then, she reconsidered She despised Abbie herself, but

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,

stopped him immediately, her tone arrogant and domineering, “One hundred dollars is too much! I think ten dollars is enough. It’s just a stray

bill from her wallet

with an indifferent and icy demeanor, just as he

Ten bucks is not a small amount, you know! From now on, this dog belongs to

misunderstood him again, and

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

constant pestering, so he told Chris to find

would find a dog that was seven or eight parts similar to the one Cheyenne had previously raised and give it

malicious as to tie the dog

the box in his pocket that held the diamond ring. He had considered taking

were to take out the ring now, he feared

with conviction, “No need for money. Since you

about his concession. When she turned around to return the dog to