She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 434: I Didn’t Touch Them

Cheyenne slowly heaved a sigh of relief, as she had managed to convince Eddie with her feeble excuses. She attributed all of this to Kelvin’s actions; if it weren’t for his recklessness, none of this would have happened…

Suddenly, Eddie placed the soup dumplings he had bought on the table and spoke gently, “Cheyenne, you must be starving. Eat them while they’re hot.”

As he began to move the documents on the table, Cheyenne’s sharp eyes caught sight of suspicious water stains on one of the papers, and her mind felt as if it had been struck by a resounding bell. Damn Kelvin, can’t he even tidy things up properly? This isn’t just some water stains, it’s…

She quickly picked up the document and haphazardly stuffed it behind a bookshelf, her face turning red, her voice becoming slightly hoarse and seductive.

“That’s nothing important.”

Finally noticing that something was off, Eddie stared at Cheyenne’s beautiful face for quite some time, anxiously asking, “Cheyenne, why is your face so red? Are you okay? Do you have a fever or something?” As he spoke, he reached out his hand to touch Cheyenne’s cheek.

Kelvin couldn’t sit still seeing this situation. He immediately stood up from his seat, walked over, and firmly held Cheyenne’s shoulder, pulling her into his embrace. His deep, dark eyes gleamed with a hint of satisfaction.

“Mr. Zamora, no need to worry. She just has sensitive skin and got irritated by the disinfectant. I’ll take her out for a walk. As for the soup dumplings, thank you for your trouble, you can enjoy them yourself.” Without waiting for the other two to react, Kelvin had taken hold of Cheyenne’s slender waist and led her out of the office.

As they left, she caught a glimpse of a ring on the table and casually picked it up, slipping it into the pocket of her white coat.

“Wait.”

“No need to wait. Mr. Zamora won’t mind.”

Eddie watched their retreating figures, one in front and one behind, with a handsome face that revealed a bitter smile.

Perhaps Cheyenne still had feelings for Kelvin.

Just based on this, he had lost.

…

Kelvin strutted proudly with her in his arms as they made a conspicuous entrance and exit at the hospital, catching the attention of many colleagues and patients. The first reaction was surprise, followed by envy, jealousy, and even hatred…

Cheyenne didn’t have time to observe all of this, as Kelvin had already brought her to the hospital entrance.

the roadside, and Chris had woken up from his nap in the car. There were about ten cigarette butts on the lid of the garbage bin at the car’s door, evidence of his

coat, unexpectedly looked harmonious and pleasing to the eye.

“Hiss. Be gentle, if I get injured, how will I

I have the ability to find new booty

now, squeezing his large hand that was wrapped around her waist, his raised eyebrows showing

as simple as a booty

sleep with her, besides him? Like that geeky guy earlier, or that cunning Mr. Lara? Even the leg-broken Iker… Are Cheyenne can booty

gentle appearance under another man,

buy an iron chain to keep her by his side so that she would obey and not go out

never cared about your past scandals with those female stars,

purple with anger, and he glared at her

and as for the socializing, I never even

disdainful. Men of their status and position always had social engagements outside,

drink with them; he never let those women

by those small-starlet drama queens with grand ambitions. He couldn’t be bothered, and the company had a professional PR team. As long as it didn’t affect the company’s interests, they

could even use the scandal as an advertisement, a

Cheyenne would feel upset seeing those news articles because each time he returned

several times, but Cheyenne’s

cleanliness OCD; Cheyenne believed he never had physical contact with other women. But what about Abbie? In the hospital, Abbie admitted that

count of how many times he explained

didn’t know whether he

at least Cheyenne asked about Abbie, which meant she was jealous, believing she had

he didn’t know

forcefully put her in the backseat of the

go, I’m still working. What are

push the car door, but Kelvin ordered Chris

to work? If you really want to work, then work

“Pfft!”

muffled laughter

became quiet, staring at the back of Chris’s head… Kelvin’s cold

Chris was rendered speechless.

Mr. Foley. I… I was just playing around with banter.

looked disgusted and said, “You’re 30 years old and still playing

old?” Chris shrugged helplessly and whispered, “Miss Lawrence, I’m only 29