She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 513: A Slap on Sophie’s Face

Outside the door, footsteps suddenly reached Cheyenne’s ears, clear and distinct. The surrounding air seemed to grow cold and heavy, the atmosphere reaching its peak of oppression.

Sophie was the first to look towards the newcomer. She saw a tall and imposing figure dressed in a three-piece black suit with a distinctive silver badge gleaming on the chest. With deep, penetrating eyes, he observed the two people inside the room, his jealousy brewing at the sight of their laughter and chatter.

Chris, who walked behind him, was the one most sensitive to the cold aura emanating from Kelvin. Unable to hold back a shiver, he coughed to alert the two people in the room. It was only then that Cheyenne noticed the two figures at the door.

Turning to look calmly, she softly said, “Neurology and psychiatry are next door. You might have the wrong door number.”

“I’m here to see you,” his gloomy voice rang out as he strode to Cheyenne’s desk with long strides. His tone was jealous as he asked, “What were you chatting about with Master Iker that made you laugh so joyfully? Care to share it with me?”

Cheyenne gave him a disdainful look. “No. What are you here for?” Her tone was clearly unwelcoming. She could chat and joke with Iker, and she could show kindness to strangers, but she was icy cold towards him. This differential treatment made Kelvin nearly burst into anger.

Sophie, seeing the man, stepped forward, greeting him with a shy smile. “Mr. Foley, it’s an honor to meet you.” She extended her hand. With exceptional beauty and talent, Sophie was confident that she was a sight to behold in the eyes of all men. Even the fiercest man would turn gentle like a lamb upon seeing her.

deliberate display of her fair neck. Oh, Kelvin was indeed quite the charmer, attracting attention

Abbie in looks, family background, and talent. Standing next to Kelvin, they made quite the matching pair: a tall, handsome man accompanied by a poised

presumptuously charming, tried to entice him, he simply ignored her. “I don’t know you. A good

respond for a moment. Was he… was he insulting

burst into laughter, having long experienced Kelvin’s sharp

fell into silence, Lewis’ childish voice suddenly rang out, breaking the awkwardness. “Fairy Sister,

take him,”

“Iker

from Cheyenne’s arms, his hand accidentally brushed hers, unleashing a frigid glare from Kelvin. His deep-set eyes

a brief pause, Cheyenne, unaware of the tension, directed Iker. “Just

“Alright, Cheyenne.”

return to his work station. He had a surgery to perform that afternoon. Meanwhile,

clear

welcome her. To avoid

the room. Chris, realizing the tension, pulled out his phone. “Mr. Foley, I’m sorry, something’s come up

remember, Chris has nothing at home except a dog,” Cheyenne mused, watching his reddening ears with