She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 219: Smash A Car

Chapter 219: Smash a Car

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

Several loud noises rang out in succession, like thunder striking the ground, causing the earth to tremble.

The shattered glass flew everywhere, and the onlookers on the side of the road panicked and fled towards the back.

The beautiful and expensive luxury car had its glass smashed in front of everyone's eyes. The hood was even caved in like a pile of scrap metal discarded on the roadside.

And that glamorous girl with one leg limping jumped off from the car hood, throwing a stone at Abbie's feet with a "bang" sound.

Scared pale, Abbie screamed and immediately moved aside. Her eyes were full of tears as she looked incredulously at Cheyenne.

Although she looked so disheveled, her smile was still bold and unrestrained. Her action of throwing the stone at the car shocked countless passersby.

Looking closely now, one could see her gaze contained a cold and disdainful smile. Her waist- length wavy hair was scattered behind her head. Her fair cheeks were delicate enough without any makeup.

"Miss Berry, you're right about one thing: I really don't like this car!"

Her voice wasn't small; it clearly reached everyone's ears. With an upward tilt to her eye corner, those seductive eyes shone bright as if they were made from the most beautiful crystal in this world.

Everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"This girl is too arrogant!"

"That's right! This Cayenne costs several million dollars! How dare she say she doesn't like it? Is being a mistress so high-profile these days?"

"Poor wife; her face has turned white; I feel sorry for her."

"Just wait for some drama; I'm sure this mistress is just pretending to be arrogant. Let's see if she can afford to pay for that woman's losses."

...

The commotion quickly attracted more attention from people passing by. A black luxury car happened to pass by slowly. The man slowly rolled down the car window, gazing at people gathered around.

He wanted to go around them but accidentally caught sight of that slender figure among them.

The car stopped by the roadside.

When he walked into the crowd after getting out of his vehicle, he saw Cheyenne holding up a huge brick above her head while smashing the car fiercely without any hesitation or fear.

Sam swore he had never seen such a "fierce" woman before, yet she didn't seem vulgar at all. His crimson lips curved into a warm smile.

His eyes lit up.

Abbie continued to play her game, pointing her fair fingers at Cheyenne and stuttering in speech.

The car belonged to the Foley family, but it wasn't given to her by Kelvin. There was no driver that night, so she told the housekeeper she would drive it herself and return it today.

Cheyenne smashed the car recklessly. When questioned by the Foley family later on, she could easily shift all the blame onto Cheyenne.

"You... you smashed Kelvin's car! Aren't you afraid he'll come after you?" Abbie asked nervously.

But Cheyenne only snorted without any care or concern. "Afraid? Why should I!"

As they spoke, Kelvin arrived.

After leaving the Foley Mansion, he searched for Cheyenne along his way. He first saw Sam's car parked there and wondered why his good friend would be here when he heard a familiar voice.

Approaching closer, he found Cheyenne standing before him looking disheveled yet trying to put on an air of superiority as if saying, "I'm too fierce for you to handle." This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

On the other side stood Abbie crying miserably again, which only made him feel more annoyed than sympathetic.

"What happened?" The man's icy voice suddenly sounded behind them.

He wore black home clothes paired with matching suit pants and slippers which seemed out of character, for he always dressed impeccably wherever he went...

It was as if he had heard some kind of conflict between Abbie and her, which caused him to leave home without even changing clothes.

Cheyenne didn't want to look at him, so she looked away with a cold smile on her lips.

Abbie's face lit up with a gentle smile as she reached out with tear-filled eyes, wanting to embrace Kelvin. But he calmly avoided her and instead focused on Cheyenne's knee, furrowing his brow.

She was injured.

Abbie felt uneasy after being rejected by him. Tears welled up in her eyes and stained her collar with different shades of wetness, making her look even more pitiful.

"Kelvin, I... I really didn't mean to damage your car. I just wanted to give Miss Lawrence a ride when I saw that she was hurt, but who knew..." Abbie explained desperately.

Cheyenne stood tall against the wind blowing at her skirt, revealing two long and fair legs that were alluringly attractive. Her chestnut hair fluttered in the air as it framed those clear and lazy eyes that were captivatingly beautiful.

"Yes, it was me who smashed your car," Cheyenne admitted nonchalantly while dusting off the dirt from her hands before taking out her phone from one of its pockets. "Is five million enough?"

"Cheyenne!" Kelvin snapped angrily at her words.

She thought he cared about money? Why did they always end up arguing every time they spoke?

The atmosphere between them became extremely tense as if the temperature had dropped several degrees around them all of a sudden.

Just then, Sam arrived elegantly beside Cheyenne with his charming smile on his face.

"Miss Lawrence! We meet again! You looked stunning just now! By the way... does your hand hurt?"

Why did he show up here?

If not for how sincere his expression seemed when he showed concern for her injury, she would have thought that he was mocking or taunting her!

Sam noticed how stunned she appeared before reaching out to hold onto Cheyenne's hand gently; upon opening it, there were red marks all over its palm!

A hint of pain flashed across Sam's eyes as he stood tall before crouching down.

He pulled out a piece of cloth from his pocket and used it to wipe away some bloodstains near Cheyenne's knee wound carefully...

"What are you doing?" She asked him incredulously while retreating backwards slightly.

He was a neat freak, but why did he suddenly act like this?