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

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

blue surgical gown, and sweat drenched her temples, rolling down

fixated her eyes on the

that was her

turned around and coldly asked

latter bowed her head in guilt, stuttering, "I... I don't know what happened. I tried everything, but it didn't

away. Leah

realized what had happened and, burning with anger, grabbed Cheyenne's collar. "It's you! You knew from the beginning

leave so easily. You

accused. She looked down at the hand gripping her collar with an

why don't you consider this: before you left, didn't I already put

a moment.

treatment that I went

cry out. Her heart rate was around forty-three, which means there was still a breath left

maybe the outcome wouldn't be

didn't go through

procedures or signed

agreement before the surgery.

to over Cheyenne, she didn't

wondering if it was

about these details. She only knew that her grandson had an accident in the hospital, and the attending physician, Leah, seemed to dislike Cheyenne. Maybe it was their personal dispute

hospital now. If you don't resolve this, I won't leave." Leah, who

what to do, blaming Cheyenne for everything. "It's all your fault. If

couldn't help but laugh in anger, squinting his eyes. "Why don't you say it's because you lack skills? The Owen family provided you with so many resources,

someone like her, who never attended college

angry look and hastened to explain, "It's because I fell into

corridor, an old man

it was his own granddaughter who had

grabbing Cheyenne's collar, and the two of them were in a heated argument. He immediately became angry and shouted,