She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 542: I'll Be Waiting for You at the Airport

The bedroom was still dimly lit, and Cheyenne couldn't sleep after answering the phone call. She got up, threw on some clothes, and walked over to the window.

Swish.

Pulling back the curtains, she let the cold morning light from outside shine in. Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, she kept thinking about Omari's words just now. "Before eight o'clock, I'll be waiting for you."

What had happened to him? Why did he suddenly get drunk and want to go abroad? This wasn't like the Omari she knew.

Cheyenne licked her rosy lips and pondered for several minutes. Finally, she lit up her phone screen and quickly found Kelvin's phone number.

Dialing.

Kelvin had a habit of early morning exercise, usually out jogging by six o'clock. However, upon receiving her call, the man in the midst of his workout suddenly stopped.

Narrow, deep-set eyes lit up with a hint of surprise, tightly pursed lips curved upward. A suppressed smile lingered at the corner of his mouth. His usually indifferent voice softened several degrees without him even realizing it.

"Good evening, Cheyenne. Is something wrong? Did you..."

Had she changed her mind and was willing to accept his ring? Yesterday, he and his assistant Chris had spent a lot of effort draining the fountain pool to find the ring.

Upon returning, he was angry and wanted to convince himself to give up, to stop thinking about Cheyenne. He had spent a sleepless night, his mind filled with thoughts of Cheyenne's appearance and demeanor. He even dreamed of the bold and daring girl he had seen in his youth.

Ripples of heartache and regret washed over him.

Since he couldn't sleep, he decided to get up and exercise. From three in the morning to now six, he had run for three hours, hoping to exhaust his body so that he wouldn't be distracted by thoughts of Cheyenne.

would have expected that the mind was such a mysterious thing? The more you tried to suppress it, the more it ran out of control. Just as he thought about what Cheyenne was doing, she called. "Good evening, Cheyenne. You finally decided to contact me." She had no idea how long he had waited for this

what's been going on with Omari recently, why he suddenly wants to leave the country. I don't care about

felt the pain, as Cheyenne once again tore open his

hurt, as long as it was something she needed him to do, even if it meant his death, he would do it.

you and me,

past, Kelvin had never

clenched fist, Cheyenne silently

In his heart, he found solace in the fact that, after the incident, Cheyenne had turned to him first. It indicated that

a call from the CEO, "Contact the

immediately got up, dressed,

"Yes, sir."

acted quickly, completing a task that might have taken others several days

turned out that

because he had

that Omari would go to such lengths and offend the entire Weaver family just

The Lawrence Villa.

threat. Out of loyalty to her friend, she knew she had to talk to him and minimize the damage At the same time, if he

until eight o'clock, and it would only take forty minutes to get to the airport from home. Cheyenne

She hesitated, glanced

"Who is this?"

the phone. The voice sounded old and weak, indicating that the person on the other end was probably

man continued to ask, "Cheyenne, Miss Lawrence,

name? She didn't recognize the number