She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 528: Sharp-Tongued

“Your dissection skills are so amazing, young lady. After you retire, maybe you can become a butcher at a supermarket.”

“By then, I doubt you’ll be able to see anymore.”

Kyson was rendered speechless.

Is being sharp-tongued a fine tradition in the Edwards family?

Layne was like this when he was young, and he raised a granddaughter with the same attitude.

Annoying!

As soon as Cheyenne left the morgue, her first order of business was to wash her hands and change clothes.

When she returned to her office, she noticed that there was a plate of Japanese food on her desk.

It was exactly the sashimi and salmon she had wanted to eat.

Who ordered this takeout for her?

“How is it? I’m good to you, right? How about becoming my god granddaughter? I will order takeout for you every day.”

Kyson appeared out of nowhere, standing with hands on his hips, his squinty eyes barely visible.

Cheyenne couldn’t help but pout her glossy lips and resisted the temptation of the delicious food. She firmly rejected his food seduction.

“No.”

“Ah! Why not? Have I not been good to you?”

Kyson was truly frustrated. He genuinely wanted to win over Cheyenne as a talent for his team.

“I have a grandfather, and I have a master and senior fellow who is your younger brother. I don’t need you.”

“Pfft.”

Direct and hurtful, Kyson wondered why young people nowadays were so independent and had such strong personalities.

But on second thought, Cheyenne was right!

his younger brother’s junior, so she naturally would be

was just teasing you. You’ve been busy all morning, so

to

picked up a piece of raw fish with her fork and put it in her mouth, her stomach churned uncomfortably,

“Mmm…”

her hand and rushed

was getting stronger

and the rushing water masked the sound she

“Ugh… cough, cough…”

uncomfortable and she

have had something to do with her empty

mouth, Cheyenne turned the tap off

Her face was flushed.

cold water on her forehead,

her appearance, she returned to her office

desk, Kyson had already eaten more than half of the salmon sashimi. Seeing Cheyenne back,

age? Young people these days, staying up late and not getting up early. Skipping breakfast is

Cheyenne sensed a hint of care

really resembled her

feel sick. I’ll take it easy. Mr.

a doctor, dissection

many mice and rabbits she had killed with her own hands. She had

unchanged

didn’t know what was going on today, maybe it

cuisine, Cheyenne could only silently hold a bowl of plain congee

deliberately had a smug expression on his

a small appetite. I can’t eat

Did he really have to

the dishes, and now he tells me

and

finally became serious. “Alright, now let’s talk about something important. Do

Of course, she knew.

a triennial medical grand event where many medical

join the National Institute of Health and become a highly talented individual with

know, the Abona Medical Conference is hosted by Onistead Almond Hall, with judges who

Zamora from Moon Hall,

glimmered in her eyes

was

young age, she had a calm and composed