She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 558: Lack of Skills

Cheyenne's eyes narrowed as she quickly grabbed Malaya's wrist and forcefully pushed her in the opposite direction. Caught off guard, the woman stumbled and fell to the ground, staring in disbelief at the cold and proud young girl standing before her.

"Are you looking for trouble?" Cheyenne crossed her arms, her pretty face frozen with frostiness as she looked down at the woman sitting on the ground.

Malaya, unable to land a successful blow, gathered her strength for a second attack. Rising from the ground, she raised her bag and swung it towards Cheyenne.

"It's all because of you, you jinx! If it weren't for you, Nora wouldn't have miscarried. Rot in hell, Cheyenne!"

She roared and charged forward, her momentum like a raging flood.

Meanwhile, Cheyenne's mind went blank.

What! Nora had a miscarriage?

How could that...?

Could it be that Leah made a mistake during the operation?

In the moment of her daze, a glimmer of murderous intent flashed in Malaya's eyes, and her bloodshot eyes turned crimson.

Just as Cheyenne was about to be hit, Leah rushed forward and shouted, "Cheyenne, be careful!"

This call finally brought her back to reality.

The bag was less than ten centimeters away from her. Cheyenne squinted her beautiful almond eyes, unmoving, and stared back at Malaya. "Wanna see if you can hit me?"

Malaya suddenly froze. She didn't know whether to continue her attack or lower her raised hand.

Did Cheyenne have another trick up her sleeve, daring to stand there without dodging or ducking?

If she struck first, would she end up disadvantaged in court?

these thoughts,

upon her timid and hesitant nature. That was why Cheyenne dared to act this way, and the

up. She was still wearing the blue surgical gown, and sweat drenched her temples, rolling down her pale

Malaya fixated her eyes on the

was

Cheyenne turned around

her head in guilt, stuttering, "I... I don't know what happened.

minutes away.

happened and, burning with anger, grabbed Cheyenne's collar. "It's you!

leave so easily. You

Cheyenne feel unjustly accused. She looked down at the hand

I framed you? Then why don't you consider this: before you left, didn't I

thought for a

because Nora didn't want to receive my treatment that I went out? The time we wasted in between

Her heart rate was around forty-three, which means there was still a breath

had a one-in-ten chance. If your grandfather were here, maybe the outcome wouldn't be like this," Cheyenne

didn't

procedures or signed

agreement before the surgery.

was too eager to over Cheyenne, she didn't

if

the hospital,

don't resolve this, I won't

and didn't know what to do, blaming Cheyenne for everything. "It's all your

Cheyenne couldn't help but laugh in anger, squinting his eyes. "Why don't you say it's because you lack skills? The Owen

someone like her, who never attended college

I fell into your trap today. Otherwise, it wouldn't have

corridor, an old man approached

his own granddaughter who had

the two of them were in a heated argument. He immediately became