She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 551: Killers

Hospital.

As Cheyenne walked past Eddie's office in her white sneakers, she suddenly heard voices coming from inside.

It was obviously a woman's voice. She immediately stopped, her face full of curiosity, and took a few steps closer with lighter steps.

Pressing her ears against the door, she strained to listen to the conversation.

"Mr. Zamora, this is the special wolfberry chicken soup I made. It's very nourishing and tastes good. Please try it."

As Cheyenne puzzled over who the woman speaking was, she licked her lips and her stomach let out a faint "growl."

She was hungry.

She had rushed out in the morning and hadn't had breakfast.

Eddie didn't seem to appreciate her overture, and his tone was casual as he politely declined her offer, "Thank you, Miss Owen, but I'm not hungry right now."

"Even if you're not hungry, you can still have a sip. This is my exclusive recipe and it's very nourishing. It's good for your health."

"I'm still young and don't really need it. Miss Owen, I have work to do, and there are many patients waiting for me."

"Just have a sip, please."

Tsk tsk tsk, listen to that tone... Is she acting coquettish?

It's really surprising. Miss Owen, who usually behaves arrogantly and looks down on everyone, is actually trying to please Eddie.

Cheyenne's first thought was astonishment, followed by a sense of disappointment.

Deciding not to disturb the two in their private space, Cheyenne lifted her foot, about to leave.

Suddenly, someone inside the ward pulled the door open.

She collided with Leah.

moment their eyes met, this usually irritable Leah blushed and averted her eyes, evading Cheyenne's scrutiny. Then she raised her

chicken soup and, in her stiletto

her own nose and murmured in surprise,

eyes grow

plump, but she would absolutely

but could anyone in the entire Akloit find someone more

work, Eddie was also surprised to see Cheyenne at his office door, his fair and delicate face showing a look of embarrassment

desk and hurried to

it's not what you think. Miss Zamora and I

he was saying; she angrily furrowed her brows, her

so poor she can't afford a mirror to look at herself? It makes me so

who he was with, but the fact that Miss Owen called her

medical interns along the way. They were all college students in their early twenties, who had seen

her in person, the young men

beautiful, not a single flaw

coat, she looks elegant and artistic, even

hands in the pockets of the white coat

smile on her

front of the young men, her cool and sweet

guys

They were dumbfounded.

Cheyenne up close like this, they were too scared to even utter a word, trembling with excitement.

narrowed her round, enchanting eyes. With a hint of a

"2... 23."

"Oh, I'm 21."

and didn't react for a while. It was then followed by a sense of shame that pierced their

only 21 and already a director... while they, at 23, were

the courage to

I'm

student. In school,

the