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."

gave inexplicably sent shivers down

she was, Cheyenne would possess such

easy target, but now they were not

mother is Selah, and I am Layne's granddaughter. For now, I

fell, there was a slight commotion

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

your arrangements and redistributing work based

something for nothing and improve Wind

so much, but everyone

of waking up, eating, playing chess, and chatting. They hadn't worked in

paunch raised his eyebrows and

you're Layne's granddaughter? Once you're married, you're an outsider. What qualifications do you have to be the head of the hall?" Cheyenne glanced coldly at the middle-aged man, completely fearless. She picked up a silver needle and held it between her

on this!" she

her words fully landed, the silver needle shot

light flashed and

where the needle went, but the middle-aged man could clearly follow its

through the cold air and approached his forehead. As he saw

Directly towards his brow.

body froze

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

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

Clang!

silver needle didn't pierce his forehead as he had expected. Instead, just a second before reaching his brow, it changed

a strand of his short hair, and finally firmly

the location between

who had been shouting just moments ago, suddenly bent his legs,

beans dropped onto his white collar,

Do I have the qualifications to be your acting hall master? If? anyone still opposes, they can come and Challenge me. In Wind Hall, the capable always rise to the

hall remained silent,

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

In that case, I will