She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 576

Chapter 576: The Struggle

After leaving the Parry mansion, it was already evening, past seven o'clock.

The city was adorned with colorful lights as nightfall arrived, creating a completely different atmosphere from the majestic daylight.

The night scenery was hazy and enchanting, exuding a sense of beauty.

Gordon instructed his subordinates to take the collected evidence back to the police station. He lifted his weary neck and glanced at the sky, which revealed the deep blue twilight.

A tinge of guilt surfaced on his stern face, and he parted his lips slightly before speaking, "Miss Lawrence, I apologize for delaying your departure from work once again. It's dinnertime now, so why don't I treat you to a meal?"

Inviting Cheyenne for a meal?

A man inviting a woman out to eat under the pretense of gratitude was quite a cliché move.

To prevent any ulterior motives, Kelvin decided to play the role of a chaperone.

Without hesitation, he interrupted Gordon's suggestion, "No, food outside isn't clean, and the taste isn't as good as homemade."

Upon hearing his words, both of them directed their gazes towards Kelvin, causing him to feel uneasy. He discreetly raised an eyebrow.

Cheyenne couldn't guarantee the cleanliness outside, but as for the taste... it was definitely much better than what she could cook. After all, she only knew how to make chicken mushroom soup. However, at this hour, it wasn't realistic to go out and buy chicken to make soup.

Gordon was an honest boy, not as calculating as Kelvin. He genuinely believed that Kelvin was concerned about the cleanliness of outside food, so he abandoned the idea.

"In that case, Mr. Foley, what do you suggest?"

determination, as

there was a spacious

with the presence of two tall men, the kitchen suddenly felt a bit

home outfit, wearing a white long t-shirt that reached her thighs, paired with light gray wide-leg pants. She tied her long hair into a bun on top of her head, securing it

still fascinated. She seemed unaware of her own charm as she casually picked up an

Click.

red lips slightly parted as she

they weighed nearly

cook often, the kitchen was still

left, gripping the apron's ties with his large hand. An unusual trace of anger appeared on his

voice, he

on your left hand, Mr. Foley, it seems you're accustomed to holding a pen. You're wearing a

stood on the

the apron. His voice was unexpectedly

eggs and one tomato. In order to maximize profit, we

businessman's perspective the ne

furrowing, and even his forehead

to police academy without graduating from college and then joined the military... He didn't quite understand concepts like maximizing

please speak

man had limited knowledge and felt a great sense of

"Naturally, the resources should be entrusted to the most capable person

want to use that egg

use it as

Here we go again.

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