She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 614: Just Like This

"The new hall master has arrived?"

Before anyone could catch a glimpse of their new head, they received a notification to assemble in the main hall.

And there she was, sitting at the main seat, leisurely sipping her tea.

She appeared to be around seventeen or eighteen, dressed in a long black and white patched dress.

Since the room was heated, she didn't wear the apricot-colored down coat, giving her a more cool look.

Her slender fingers elegantly traced the edge of the teacup, boredly propping up her chin with one hand, while her bright, watery eyes assessed the decorations in the room.

The fact that the new hall master turned out to be such a young girl, who appeared to still be in high school, made many doubt her ability to manage Wind Hall.

The middle-aged women who had been chatting together just a moment ago couldn't help but secretly look down on her.

However, in the next moment, Cheyenne demonstrated how naive and shallow their thoughts and perceptions were.

Her gaze moved away from the cup, turning towards the crowd.

Seeing their unimpressive standing posture, Cheyenne raised her red lips and slowly placed the tea cup on the table.

Bang.

The sudden loud sound brought the chattering voices in the room to an abrupt halt.

All eyes turned to Cheyenne, who gracefully stood up, her aura completely different from her relaxed state moments ago.

"May I have your attention? If you still have something to say, feel free to continue, but I'd like that person to come up on stage," she said.

With her words, the room quieted down even more, not a single person speaking.

Her cool gaze swept over them all before nodding in satisfaction and continuing, "Good, since you no longer have anything to say, it's my turn to speak."

inexplicably sent shivers down

had expected that young as she

easy target,

first. My name is Cheyenne Lawrence. My mother is Selah, and I am Layne's granddaughter. For now, I am the temporary acting hall master

there was a slight commotion among the crowd

Hall's declining state. It's because of the lack of discipline, lack of rules, and excessive

I will disrupt all your arrangements and redistributing work based on practicality and

of getting something for nothing and improve

said so much, but everyone only cared

eating, playing chess, and chatting. They hadn't worked in years. Now suddenly saying they would

with a growing paunch raised his

to be the head of the hall?" Cheyenne glanced coldly at the middle-aged man, completely fearless. She picked up a silver needle and

on this!"

the silver needle shot out with

light flashed

where the needle went, but the middle-aged man could

his forehead. As he saw

Directly towards his brow.

his body

move quickly; if the needle hit his forehead, his

do, his aging and heavy

Clang!

expected. Instead, just a second before reaching his

his forehead, cutting off a strand of his short hair, and finally firmly

location between

been shouting just moments ago, suddenly bent his legs,

dropped onto his

"How about it? Do I have the qualifications to be your acting hall master? If? anyone still opposes, they can come and Challenge me.

remained silent, bowing

some were beginners, and many knew only superficial knowledge of pharmacology, while others didn't understand anything at all

one? In that case, I