Became A Queen After divorce

Speaking of it, the nickname “Fairy” was quite fitting indeed.

Jerome was extremely handsome, with downturned eyes and a high-bridged nose.

The perfect and flawless lips were as captivating as glossy red silk.

Cheyenne slightly furrowed her brows and her vermilion lips lightly said, “You, stay away from me.”

‘She actually despises me so much?’ Jerome doubted whether his charm had declined.

Subconsciously, he reached out and touched his own cheek, leaned in close to her ear and said, “You are truly unique, I like it.”

The distance between the two was less than a fist’s length, and when he spoke, his warm breath sprayed onto her fair little face.

Looking at her from such a close distance, Jerome was surprised to find that this woman wasn’t wearing any makeup!

Her skin was so delicate that pores were almost invisible; the natural fairness made her look fairer than others even without foundation. She could just apply lipstick before going out.

She was naturally beautiful and graceful.

This intimate posture entered a pair of deep and sharp upturned eyes without any surprise.

A man stood somewhere on the second floor, his slender and agile limbs wrapped in a black and elegant suit. The suit accentuated his tall and straight posture, like that of a pine tree.

The white shirt, with the button fastened all the way to the top, only revealed a small portion of the throat.

He was solemn and elegant, dressed in such an old-fashioned way, but his cold and handsome face made him as admirable as a god.

From Kelvin’s perspective, Cheyenne looked like she was being held and kissed by Jerome.

Foreheads touched, lips pressed tightly against her cheek… and yet the woman remained motionless, letting the man do whatever he wanted.

Another one!

‘Cheyenne, you’re really something!’

Chris following behind Kelvin seemed to notice that something was off in the air.

Especially when just a second ago Kelvin had been speaking calmly with everyone about this quarter’s guidance work before suddenly becoming incredibly cold all over.

The temperature seemed to drop abruptly by two degrees. Goosebumps rose on Chris’ arms where he had rolled up his sleeves.

“Mr. Foley… is there anything else that needs improvement?” Chris asked softly.

Kelvin’s peripheral vision passed over the woman before him. His expression returned to its usual coldness as he continued, “Order them to withdraw our company’s spokesperson!”

“What?”

The selection process for this group’s spokesperson was quite lengthy, and Jerome was chosen because he was one of the hottest stars in the past couple of years.

Combined with his handsome vampire-like face, he had an enormous fan base.

Moreover, his role at the Foley Group was that of a vice president, earning him a two hundred million endorsement fee annually.

If the group unilaterally revoked Jerome’s endorsement now, it might provoke dissatisfaction among his fans, resulting in more harm than good.

Furthermore, the company’s new product launch was just around the corner. If they changed the spokesperson at this critical juncture, who would step up to the plate?

Kelvin didn’t like hearing anyone say “no.”

His footsteps halted abruptly as he turned around, his gaze cold as if he had entered a harsh winter.

He stared at Chris.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Chris’ temple…

“Yes, I’ll go take care of it right away,” he said.

Meanwhile, Jerome had just finished singing his opening song and was about to start another when his agent rushed onto stage from backstage.

Whispering something in his ear with her head bowed down.

Jerome’s smile disappeared instantly. He lifted up his guitar and slammed it on the ground in anger.

“Why did they revoke my endorsement for no reason?” He yelled loudly.

His agent knew he had a bad temper but didn’t expect him to get so angry that he would smash his guitar on stage. He picked up the guitar with great concern for him and said, “Hey, Jerome, calm down!”

“Calm down? How can I calm down? I flew all the way from Onistead for this concert today and stayed up late last night practicing my music!”

“I’m going to ask the higher-ups why,” Jerome angrily threw down his guitar and left with a flick of his sleeve.

The female fans in the audience who were waiting for him to perform were all stunned, constantly shouting behind Jerome.

“Jerome, don’t go!”

His manager stood on stage and picked up the guitar as if it were a treasure, bowing apologetically.

“Everyone, I’m sorry. Due to contractual reasons with our company, this concert will end here today. Thank you very much for supporting Jerome.”

Contractual reasons?

Cheyenne and Kate looked at each other in confusion.

At this moment, the brainless fans on the side began to find fault.

Someone said, “It must be because of that woman just now. She made Jerome angry! Jerome is not someone who gives up halfway!”

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Everyone turned their hostile gaze towards Cheyenne, who was inexplicably wide-eyed.

“Why is everyone blaming me? It’s clearly because of contractual reasons. What does it have to do with me?” Cheyenne stood up with her arms crossed.

With her bright and cold eyes looking down at everyone disdainfully for a moment, she got up and prepared to leave.

“Don’t leave, it’s because of you that Mr. Witt lost his endorsement. I just asked the backstage staff, and they said it was Mr. Foley who gave the order!” The girl speaking looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a plaid school uniform jacket.

She had a beautiful appearance with a mole on her chin and an air of arrogance that suggested she was spoiled by her wealthy family.

Kelvin’s order?

Cheyenne could understand why he would do it because he hated these young idols with their perfect looks.

“You said yourself that it was Mr. Foley who gave the order, so why don’t you go bother the CEO of the Foley Group? Why come to me? Do you think I’m easy to bully?” This statement made many fans think back to how this all started.

That’s right!

They should go demand justice from the Foley Group.

The fans spontaneously headed towards the entrance of the Foley Group building, and Cheyenne thought everything had ended there.

But then Jerome appeared out of nowhere in casual black clothing with a matching cap and grabbed Cheyenne’s wrist firmly, saying in a low voice, “Are you Cheyenne?”

“Let go! What are you doing?”

Kate stared in shock as her friend was forcefully dragged away by Jerome. She quickly caught up with them.

“Jerome, what are you doing?” she asked.

Jerome had pulled Cheyenne into the elevator and pressed the button to go up. As the doors slowly closed, Kate’s vision turned pitch black.

“What do you want? Do you even know me?” Cheyenne asked while rubbing her wrist.

The man flashed a charming smile that oozed with mischief. “Let’s get revenge on your ex-husband together. How about I chase after you now?”

“Bang!”

A sudden punch landed on Jerome’s face, causing his eyes to darken with pain and a groan escaped his lips.

“You… you hit me too hard,” he said through gritted teeth.