She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 610: I'm Sorry, Cheyenne, I Lied to You

Master Glenn gently sighed, continuing his previous actions. His deep voice whispered seductively in her ear, "Since you don't know, why not leave it all to me?"

Outside, the sound of music, conversations, and high heels tapping on the floor intertwined and grew restless, making one's heart race.

Separated by a floor and a door, the muffled voices in the room tickled like a small kitten.

"Master Glenn, be gentle."

"Is this gentle enough?"

"Ah! Mmm..."

"You're so delicate."

The man, who had appeared weak just moments ago, finally revealed his true colors. However... Kate was too late to refuse.

At this moment, she was already a prey in his mouth.

Onistead, TOP Business Hotel.

A woman stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing a black oversized dress with a round collar. The lower end of the dress revealed a white pleated skirt, followed by slender ankles. The cold white color, the slender ankles, and the faint blue veins on the instep.

A gust of cold wind blew in through the window, sprinkling a few drops of rain on her hair.

The colored chiffon skirt and black fabric intertwined, making her figure appear slender and giving her an elegant vibe.

The rain in late autumn was pouring down since last night.

Cheyenne woke up a little after seven in the morning, and she hasn't worn any pajamas since then.

She casually put on a dress, walked barefoot to the window, and the fair fingers pulled open the curtains, watching the relentless raindrops outside.

She fell into a moment of contemplation.

she had

chaotic deep blue sea, slowly being submerged by the water, with sharks

was firmly placed at

thought she was about to die, a blurry familiar figure, a man, swam towards

they were about to reach the finish line, he was suddenly swallowed by a shark from

Blood.

blue seawater

became dirty and black. She remembered the man

to a gloomy dungeon, and she could smell the scent of blood, a bit

who was supposed to be devoured by the fish was alive, holding her hand, stepping

like leading her towards a romantic end of the world. The romance on the verge of death left

love you." These words echoed in her heart like the morning bell, making

his body shattered into

on the staircase piled with bones,

her feet... came back

the door sounded from outside, but Cheyenne was

waiting for her

himself. He was

velme

sweater, paired with Ang

fleece pants, and had

an elegance akin to

exactly light, but Cheyenne remained motionless standing in

"Cheyenne."

he noticed her bare feet on the floor, then set the tray he was carrying aside onto

window,

willful as before. You need to take care of yourself,"

her on the edge of the

no cold, and the child was very well-behaved,

her socks, Cheyenne suddenly grabbed his arm, her eyes coldly staring at him. "Cheyenne,

did my grandfather really go

showing a skeptical expression while