She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 689: I Am Your Unattainable Daughter

Returning to the banquet hall, the lights in the dance floor have changed colors. Amidst the dazzling and colorful radiance, the shadows intertwine, creating a world of exquisite attire and elegance.

His gaze couldn't help but search for Cheyenne's figure in the hall. With deep and mysterious blue eyes, he searched for a long time but failed to catch sight of that familiar silhouette. The crowd was bustling, with a sea of black heads moving about, making it impossible to clearly see the person he was looking for.

His shoulder accidentally bumped into someone, causing the latter to cover her shoulder and emit a muffled gasp.

The woman wore wooden clogs that were over twenty centimeters high and a dark golden cherry blossom robe. Her face was adorned with traditional geisha makeup.

Her cherry-like lips were decorated with butterfly-shaped lipstick, and two small red dots were applied to her cheeks, perfectly balanced, exuding elegance and wealth.

Isn't she the oiran who led the dance in the hall just now?

Kelvin glanced at her indifferently, his face calm and expressionless, as he passed by and prepared to leave.

"Wait, sir."

A woman's voice sounded behind him, halting Kelvin in his tracks.

The man didn't turn his head, and in a cold, icy voice that cut through the noisy music, he asked, somewhat hoarsely, "What's the matter?"

The woman, wearing high wooden clogs, had her hands crossed in front of her, and a wide golden fabric belt hung in front of her, with delicate embroidery on it that revealed a subtle golden glow in the light. She walked up to Kelvin with a charming smile, raising an eyebrow at the corner of her eye, her seductive gaze lingering on his tall and imposing figure, a hint of intense curiosity flickering through. Her voice sounded alluringly, "Sir, this is my business card."

As she spoke, she reached out her hand, intending to lightly touch his shoulder. However, before her hand could reach Kelvin, she recoiled in fear from the cold, piercing gaze of the man.

"Don't touch me," he warned.

A chilling aura, as cold and untouchable as perennial snow on a high mountain, emanated from him, creating an aloof air that kept people at bay.

don't

men had to make appointments a month in advance to meet her. Ordinary men would

her with such coldness. If this wasn't a lack of

what she was thinking. He coldly prepared to turn and leave when

woman seductively twisted her waist, her red lips slightly parted,

Behind his mask, his deep-set eyes narrowed as he focused on the

still bore the style of Jostrana prints, with two black swallows flying

swallows, there was a series

the woman turned to leave, Kelvin unhesitatingly tossed the card he held

graceful turn,

had never been

international banquet

begun. The

as Jostrana's ambassador to and was

Sulae

conglomerates in Jostrana. Over the years, the Miller family has seen

renowned head of the Miller family appeared

who had just thrown a seductive glance

attire, with a unique buzz cut and two

attached to his waist,

on Cheyenne's face, and he suddenly spoke words that left Cheyenne slightly

am your mother's acquaintance. How

With a calm gaze, she replied to the man,

pity. Miss Edwards was a graceful and beautiful woman. I really

I am