She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 423: Finally a Raise

Amidst Kelvin’s series of aggressive moves, Chris finally realized that the CEO was undeniably feeling jealous. He chuckled inwardly and greeted Cheyenne briefly before following Kelvin as he turned and left. “Miss Lawrence, we shall take our leave now,” Chris said.

On the way back, the man sitting silently in the back seat of the car, the atmosphere inside turned icy and silent, as if they had prematurely entered the depths of winter. Chris, driving with one hand on the steering wheel, cautiously glanced at his boss through the rearview mirror, who emanated a chilling aura. He spoke with a comforting tone, trying to provide some solace:

“Sometimes, those involved in a situation can’t see clearly, while onlookers have a clearer view. When Miss Lawrence heard me mention that you gave Miss Berry this dog, she clearly showed signs of anger. It means that Miss Lawrence still cares about you, Mr. Foley.”

In an instant, it was as if a refreshing stream flowed through Kelvin’s body, reviving his once barren soul, and breathing new life into it like a withered tree in spring.

A faint twinkle of radiance appeared in his previously dark eyes, a fleeting shine that even slightly lifted the corners of his eyes, with joy evident on his face.

It was an expression that couldn’t be concealed.

This was the first time Chris had seen Mr. Foley reveal such a delighted expression. He couldn’t help but think, ‘The power of love truly is immense, even Mr. Foley, who has always been virtuous, reserved, and cold, has become uncertain in matters of the heart.’

Kelvin questioned in a pleading tone, “Is what you said true? Does Cheyenne still care about me?”

kind of probing question actually indicated that he wanted a

dog belonging to Miss Berry.” “And when you were shot last time, it

cool

but Miss Lawrence was worried about any sudden incidents and stayed by your side all

there’s a saying that holds true: hate is the obverse of love. The more

suddenly at the gloomy sky outside the

that rain

order, “Go

aback, slowing down the car and reminded in a low voice, “Mr. Foley, according to the company schedule, there’s a meeting at 2:30 in the afternoon.” “Cancel it,” he said firmly, leaving no room for

him to sweat profusely in pain. He was someone who prioritized his career above all else

Chris replied. He reluctantly turned the car around and

rain arrived as expected. In summer, the rain comes forcefully and violently, turning the world into a vast expanse of gray. The sound of rain, noisy yet rhythmic, filled the air like

cemetery at this time. The old caretaker, an elderly man, leisurely prepared a cup of tea, moved his reclining chair under the eaves, and was ready to

did he expect to see a black luxury car driving through the entrance gate. Oh my, are those golden figures on the car

young men with resolute and noble faces. The one in front was especially striking, with a well- defined and

umbrella, making the already oppressively gloomy surroundings even more desolate. As far as the eye could see, there were rows upon rows of black tombstones, standing silently and

beloved son.” The name of the person who