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."

glance she gave inexplicably sent shivers

had expected that young as she

had previously thought she was an easy target, but now they were not

introduce myself first. My name is Cheyenne Lawrence. My mother is Selah, and I am Layne's

there was a slight

discovered the reason behind Wind Hall's declining state. It's because of the lack of discipline, lack of rules, and excessive freedom! Apparently, too much freedom leads

disrupt all your arrangements and redistributing work based on practicality

and improve Wind Hall's business capabilities, restoring our glory as one of the top four

but everyone

leading a content life of waking up, eating, playing chess, and chatting. They hadn't worked in years. Now suddenly saying they would be given

growing paunch raised his

So what if you're Layne's granddaughter? Once you're married, you're an outsider. What qualifications do you have to be the head of the

based on this!" she

landed, the silver needle

flashed and

couldn't see where the needle went, but the middle-aged man could clearly

through the cold air and approached his forehead. As he saw the chilling sharpness of the needle, it was already approaching him. Within a

Directly towards his brow.

body froze in

him to move quickly; if the needle hit his forehead,

knew exactly what to do, his aging and heavy body couldn't follow his brain

Clang!

expected. Instead, just a second

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

the location between

man, who had been shouting just moments ago,

onto his

be your acting hall master? If?

remained silent, bowing

knew only superficial knowledge of pharmacology, while others

that case, I will