She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 523: The Men of the Weaver Family Are All Pawns

Reece went to the set to find Kate and coincidentally crossed paths with Master Glenn. However, since he wasn’t a contracted artist of DF Entertainment, there was no need for him to greet Master Glenn. With one hand in his pocket, he wore a white pinstripe shirt paired with black suit pants. He had a pair of fashionable Bulgari sunglasses on his face, making a stylish and cool entrance that attracted the admiration of many female actresses.

Some recognized him as the idol Reece and quickly took out their phones to capture his profile.

The sunglasses reflected the figure of Master Glenn. At the moment their eyes met, Reece gritted his teeth in hatred.

Master Glenn, too, noticed Reece standing opposite him. He paused for a second, then remembered this man was related to Kate. Immediately, a disdainful smile crossed his face. Just an actor. It would be beneath him to greet someone like that. While attentively listening to the executives beside him, Master Glenn lifted his sturdy, slender leg and turned away.

After leaving the set, the scorching temperature outside made Master Glenn feel uncomfortable. “Master Glenn, please wait. I’ll bring the car over,” his assistant said. “Mmm.” He nodded lightly, appearing leisurely as he waited at the entrance of the film studio for his assistant to return.

Suddenly, a familiar figure caught his eye. His deep-set eyes, which were usually dark, instantly brightened. Master Glenn curled his lips into a cold smile.

His gaze followed the receding figure in white until it completely disappeared at the end of the street before slowly retracting his gaze. “Long time no see, Shane!” he exclaimed. “So, you’ve hidden yourself here.”

The Vintage Club, private room number one.

It was just a dining place, decorated as luxuriously and romantically as a five-star Western restaurant. What was even more extravagant were the pink balloons and red carpet at the entrance. The aroma of delicate red roses filled the air, stretching from the entrance to the dining table. In the center, a creatively crafted red heart stood out.

The room was so exclusive that even many wealthy people couldn’t reserve it.

When Cheyenne walked in, she thought she had entered the wrong room. Was this really the place where she and her friends were supposed to have dinner, or was it a meticulously planned confession scene?

She looked at Reece with confusion and asked softly, “Did you make these arrangements?”

her in disbelief. “Huh? No, didn’t you make the reservation, Cheyenne? Do you

for once, agreed with him, lightly touching her delicate chin with one hand and nodding. “True, you

almost choked on

be Kate

a slightly tired smile on her face. “What are you guys talking

room,” Reece replied. He was the first to arrive, and the receptionist informed him that the room had already been

the wealthiest among them and had a hidden wealth. Kate,

contemplation. Who could have reserved the

fruits and dishes, all famous specialties of this place. The other

them well and have

have some oranges! I’ve spent quite some time peeling them

at

with Italian penne… As the last dish was served,

followed the female server all the way to the end of the corridor. She knocked on the door, and soon enough… the man inside the

It was Chris!

person behind the scenes who reserved the private room and

card from his suit pocket and settled the

away; he was ready to go back and

He turned around.

somewhere. Cheyenne placed one hand on the door, blocking Chris’s path

intently, her expression displeased. “Tell me, did that

Chris was dumbfounded.

Miss Lawrence know he was

awkwardly laugh twice, too afraid to look at Cheyenne, attempting to make

coincidence. You see, our paths would never have crossed if it weren’t for money. It’s