She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 507: Offending the Future Heiress

Kelvin sneered at them for being naive. ‘Do they think I’ll just let it slide after they make an apology? Nobody can get away with it after offending me, not to mention that Danielle insulted my beloved woman.’

“I don’t accept your apology! I don’t feel Miss Parry’s sincerity. I believe it would be more in line with my style for the Parry Group to withdraw from the stock market soon!”

Kelvin glanced at the two of them, idly playing with the ring on his hand. It was a silver ring embedded with a diamond, a wedding ring worn on his left hand, symbolizing his married status. It was only at this moment that Chris noticed it.

A bow wasn’t sincere enough? Then how about kneeling?

Teagan suddenly stood up, reached out a large hand, and pressed down on Danielle’s shoulder, forcibly pushing her down while shouting, “Kneel!”

Danielle’s knees involuntarily bent, and her entire kneecaps hit the cold floor. She turned back to Teagan and defiantly shouted, “Teagan, I won’t!”

She couldn’t afford to refuse!

Teagan personally pressed down on her head, causing her fair and beautiful forehead to quickly turn purple. The pain brought tears to her eyes, and the hidden sadness and grievances in her eyes turned into tears.

At the same time, Teagan’s powerful, deliberate voice was resounding, each word powerful and forceful. “Mr. Foley, please forgive us!”

bit satisfied, got up and

looked up, gazing at

tidying up the chairs in the meeting room with an expressionless face, coldly giving the siblings an order to leave. “Both of you, please leave. Mr. Foley means that this matter ends here and there will be no

was also deeply saddened by the insult he received today, the first in his twenty-five years of life. ‘Kelvin, just you wait! One day, I will make you pay

Teagan said before leaving with the tearful Danielle. His face was entirely different from when he

from Onistead wanted to see her. Kyson Owen, the Minister of Health of Chulae, a leading figure

arrived at the door of her office,

seventies, with facial features somewhat similar

a pair of black-framed reading

up the old man, the people in the room were also sizing her up. They found it unbelivable that the lively and delicate girl in front of

haircut, a square-shaped face, fair skin, prominent eyebrows and

Cheyenne was full of disdain, as if questioning how someone like her could lead the entire hospital. Eddie was the only one who welcomed Cheyenne. He approached her proactively, greeted her, and gave a warm and appropriate smile. “Cheyenne, you’re here. Come in, let me introduce you.” “This is Kyson Owen!

38th generation of the Owen family meant that this woman, who looked to be twenty-five or six years old, would

her hand to shake theirs and greeted,

giving off an annoying air

touched her own nape, shrugging her shoulders nonchalantly. She had no idea what she

this point, Kyson spoke up, “I know you. You’re the granddaughter of Old Mr.

Thirteen Needles of the Edwards family is as good as ‘Diagnose with a Thread’