She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 524: The Buns

Chris raised his eyebrows and let out a heavy sigh, then dialed a number on his phone. Before long, the call connected.

He disclosed everything to the man on the other end, and Kelvin, instead of getting angry, responded with a sexy, husky laugh. “I knew she couldn’t be fooled. She’s such a smart person… Alright, come back, and have Spider protect her in secret.”

“Okay.”

Before he could even ask Mr. Foley if the expenses from today would be reimbursed, the ruthless Mr. Foley had already hung up the phone.

Beep beep beep…

Chris hadn’t had a chance to ask Mr. Foley if he could reimburse today’s expenses.

The next day, 9:30 a. m., the Lawrence Villa.

The sunlight outside the window shone through the French windows, casting specks of white light on the floor from the lace curtains adorned with white daisies.

On the light green checkered bed, a woman was fast asleep. She was wearing a white V-neck camisole nightgown, with her exposed beautiful back and arms looking strikingly fair.

Her long, flowing, chestnut hair was scattered on the bedsheets, and each strand appeared soft and delicate.

Her breathing was even and long, and she seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Cheyenne had helped Mr. Owen study the diagram yesterday afternoon, and then spent most of the night reading medical books on magic until it was almost five in the morning before she fell asleep. She’d barely slept for less than five hours when she was awakened by a series of knocks at the door.

The knocking roused her from her slumber, but she was so tired that she couldn’t even open her eyes, so she chose to roll over.

She picked up a pillow and covered her head with it, intending to continue sleeping.

She didn’t respond, but the person outside continued knocking incessantly, undeterred.

“Cheyenne… Wake up, it’s good to sleep and rise early for your health.”

He was so annoying.

lovely, let me take you out for a walk, maybe some

want

ordered for you is here, and it’s

Breakfast!

open with her hands,

a dazed state, but decided to eat breakfast and

word and immediately got

on her face, couldn’t be bothered with

was an array of breakfast items, all of which she

wearing a white shirt paired with a black vest, was humming a song while earnestly setting the table,

his “beautiful” singing voice might push this establishment to the brink

the scent of steamed buns, soy milk,

“Mr. Lara, please, I beg you, do not go

the plate with a crisp sound, and as soon as

her

widened his charming eyes, shimmering with anticipation, and looked at Cheyenne, saying eagerly, “Cheyenne, please listen carefully again. Am I really a bad singer? You can say I’m ugly, but it’s hard to argue that

out of cotton balls to plug my

a

closest to her. He reached out and picked

Cheyenne, have a vegetable bun first. Their buns are

heard the words “vegetable bun,” her eyebrows furrowed

I remember you always only eat meat buns. Why suddenly switch to

Omari had to show off his genius IQ of

up his sleeves, proudly demonstrating how he turned the situation

praise my unmatched wit here. I truly feel that it’s a waste for me not to be

self-satisfied expression, he picked up the metal fork from the plate, turned his head left and

small talk, let’s

couldn’t help but wonder: Are all lawyers as

kicked

sweet in Omari’s heart. Cheyenne’s stern and fierce appearance was