She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 581: Run, Kelvin, Run

Benson always smiled gracefully, a fleeting glimmer of light passing through his empty, expressionless eyes, unnoticed by anyone.

"Cheyenne, it's time to make a wish," he reminded her.

"I'll go turn off the lights!" Reece enthusiastically walked towards the entrance of the hall and pressed the switch.

"Ready! I'm going to turn off the lights, hahaha!"

"Snap."

As soon as his words fell, the bright hall suddenly dimmed, engulfed in pitch darkness.

Cheyenne suddenly felt hands being held on both sides, the left one feeling a large and gentle hand. At that moment of skin contact, her heart also skipped a beat.

The hand on the right, however, lightly held hers, feeling icy cold, as if she were holding a snowflake. It was Benson!

Cheyenne struggled, wanting to shake off that scorching, burning temperature, but to her surprise, the man dominantly and forcefully embraced her completely.

His other large hand gripped her chin, lips pressed against hers, a long tongue invading to taste the sweetness within her mouth.

"Mmm..."

The hand holding her right hand tightened, seemingly sweating slightly.

This feeling of being held by someone else and kissed by Kelvin was too stimulating. Cheyenne fiercely bit his lip, tasting the salty, bloody flavor between their lips and teeth, causing him to release his grip.

In the darkness of the night, Cheyenne's angry gaze met a pair of smiling deep-set eyes, infuriating her enough to suddenly stomp on his foot.

The pain from the sole of his foot made a trace of anguish appear on Kelvin's handsome face, but even so, he didn't regret his actions just now. Although the consequences of this stolen intimacy were a bit severe.

Although his eyes were blind, Benson's heart wasn't blind. The faint sound that reached his ears painted a corresponding scene in his mind. Kelvin really was an annoying presence.

The little incident that happened in the dark night went unnoticed by the fourth person. As Kate lit the candle, the dim yellow light banished the darkness, and he became much more composed. "Okay, Cheyenne, make a wish quickly!"

like a little elf, causing

Make a wish?

done such a

never taken care of her, and her

at her, somehow, she suddenly wanted to

hands together and

perspective, he could see the faint imprints on her cherry-like lips. Feeling good, he curled his lips and

hope Cheyenne

she

The answer was unknown.

her eyes.

were enveloped

that moment. As the crystal chandelier illuminated the room, it overshadowed the hint of red

Cheyenne, you blew out

wishes will definitely come true, haha. Let's cut

customized from your

so it

couldn't resist licking her lips, staring fixedly at the cake, urging Cheyenne to cut

little glutton. Aren't you a female celebrity? Aren't you afraid of

a carefree attitude, saying, "I'm just a C-list celebrity.

looked around the table but couldn't

about to shoot a short video and

is missing,"

of her head,

it be

Benson casually reminded them, "Could it have been left in the

you going to record the video? It wouldn't be appropriate to let Miss Zamora go. How about... we bother Mr. Foley for

wrist, his narrow and gentle deep-set eyes looking back

such a proud

personally go and

departing figure, a

reason, she felt