She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 684: The Person Who Can Accompany Her Isn't Me

Outside, the weather was bitterly cold, but inside the venue, various scents of perfume mixed with the fragrance of flowers, alcohol, and food. It was an overwhelming aroma.

This was Jostrana's top-tier hotel, not only exuding a Western sense of luxury and grandeur in its decoration but also incorporating some elements of the local culture.

The refracted light from the crystal chandeliers fell upon the paintings on the walls, showcasing the well-endowed figure of a maidservant.

In the midst of a melodious and captivating music, geishas dressed in robes and adorned with heavy makeup were gracefully performing geisha dances in the center of the hall.

Their figures were graceful, their eyes seductive, and the opening and closing of their fans created a mysterious beauty reminiscent of concealing a lute behind a partially veiled face, captivating the onlookers' attention.

"Great!"

"One more!"

Applause echoed throughout the hall, and some people even took off their own gemstone rings or wrote checks on the spot, throwing them at the geisha girls in the middle of the stage.

It was a way to reward their dance performances.

"Splash..."

A silver light suddenly flashed from the crowd and passed through Cheyenne's clear and translucent eyes.

Until that object dropped into the fountain in the center of the hall, the light reflected off it, creating a green, dripping radiance.

The clear water shimmered with exquisite glimmers, and Cheyenne also saw what that object was.

It was a ring!

clear water-like glow under the lights, resembling a green lotus blooming at the bottom of

judging by its size and quality, it was

this ring would cost

so generous to give

saw the

attire of navy blue. His collar and sleeves were adorned with golden

tall and slender figure, he had a sword approximately fifty centimeters long fastened at his

and black wooden clogs, he knelt on the ground with his legs crossed. His gaze was undeniably aggressive, and as Cheyenne scrutinized him, his alertness caught her attention as well. His face, weathered by time, was filled with deep wrinkles. Despite this, one could still vaguely see the handsome appearance he had in his youth from his charming eyes. However, there was now an added sense of sternness about him, sending chills down one's

glass in front of him, raised it towards her from a distance, and gave a faint

furrowed her brows instantly, pretending as if she hadn't seen anything, and withdrew her gaze. Little did she know that while she

in Jostrana attire. His white mask covered his face; other

him, he acted as if he didn't hear them. The glass in his hand was emptied and refilled

half of the sake

sake jug from him, leaned in close to the masked man, and whispered softly into his ear. "Sir, please calm down. Miss Lawrence is

Calm down?

Upon hearing these words,

the mask,

into a cold

the back of

could he

his own life was standing right in front of him. He had given everything to protect her, and what he got in return was seeing her with another man. If he had known earlier, he might as well have died

suddenly smashed on the table, and the man, who had been controlling his anger to the utmost, could no longer hold back the fury in his heart. He stood up

completely engulfed the "beauty" in

head and unexpectedly met a pair of bloodshot eyes, revealing a huge inner turmoil that shocked him

down! We've endured for

His hoarse voice rang out with a bitter