She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 454: Tricks

These people are so realistic. Just a moment ago, they were flattering and praising Nora, and now they were immediately criticizing her.

"I heard about this too. It seems like Nora's mother stole things and then stuffed them into her own family. Otherwise, how do you think her useless father and brother became wealthy?" "Yeah, the vanity of this mother and daughter is too strong. I wonder what qualities Mr. Parry sees in Nora. There are plenty of people who are prettier than her."

"Maybe she's better in bed at enticing men. I heard that Miss Berry caught them in bed once, and it was Nora who initiated it."

"It's true that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Being born from a mother who was a mistress, what good can she be?"

"Yeah, now that I think about it... Cheyenne is really pitiful. Her mother died early, her inheritance was taken, and her reputation is ruined."

Nora heard each and every one of these venomous words, and her heavily made-up face turned pale. She stood motionless, at a loss for what to do.

Soon, her eyes filled with mist, shimmering with tears, presenting an appearance of pitiful vulnerability.

"Jane, I know you're angry that I got engaged to Teagan, but you split up because you're not suitable for each other. I'm sorry for that. But it doesn't mean you can slander me at will." "You say this pocket watch belongs to Cheyenne. Do you have any proof?"

As she cried, everyone began to doubt if they had been too harsh on Nora. After all, it was just unsubstantiated claims... who knows what's true.

Jane was enraged, she had always been arrogant and domineering, representing a cold-blooded female powerhouse in the company.

She had met some interns who played innocent and pitiful, but she always had a way of taming them.

But Nora was not her subordinate, and her usual methods obviously weren't suitable.

"I don't have proof for now. But..."

Before her words could finish, a deep male voice interrupted her, "No buts. Who invited you here? Who gave you the audacity to bully my fiancee on my territory, Jane?"

The person who spoke was dressed in a well-fitting brown three-piece suit. He had a short hairstyle with hairspray, revealing a broad and full forehead, giving him a touch of rugged masculinity.

Nora's face brightened, and she stepped forward, clinging to Teagan's arm, sobbing and whimpering in his ear, "Teagan, you're finally here..."

However, the surrounding girls rolled their eyes disdainfully. 'Mr. Parry really had no taste; he actually liked this kind of affected and coquettish woman.'

Teagan raised his hand and embraced Nora's shoulder, showing a gentle and intimate manner, which stung Jane's self-esteem.

When he used to be with her, he would also behave the same way. He truly was versatile, using the same move on any woman.

But only innocent Nora would be deceived by his display of dominance and tenderness.

Jane sneered disdainfully, "I haven't laid a finger on her. Some people just love seeking attention, don't they?"

"You!"

Teagan, losing his temper due to being lectured, could only divert his anger towards his younger sister Danielle. He furrowed his eyebrows displeased and asked in a low voice, "You know about her relationship with me, so why did you invite her?"

Doesn't this cause trouble for Nora?

"Bro, it's not entirely my fault. You probably don't know that Jane has been hanging out with Miss Davidson, going to clubs, shopping, having afternoon tea... I wanted to use my connection with her to get to know Miss Davidson."

Jane actually buttered up Emily Davidson!

This made Teagan's heart feel a bit conflicted again.

Even though Nora was the sister of Cheyenne, she hadn't brought him any benefits so far.

And Jane, whom he thought was a "discarded piece," had managed to make a stunning comeback.

After hesitating for two seconds, he didn't ask Jane to leave again. Instead, he calmly told her, "Since you're here, just quietly enjoy your cake."

As Jane listened to the "warning" in his words, a cold smile curved on her fiery, rosy lips.

"No need, I only came here for Danielle's sake. I've delivered my gift. I don't want to see you lovebirds anymore."

She coolly turned around and left, her mind filled with a scene of Teagan protecting Nora. She didn't even notice when she bumped into someone.

A sudden pang of pain shot through her shoulder, and Jane lifted her head to see a stunning figure in front of her.All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

The woman in front of her wasn't tall, but she had perfect curves and a beautifully proportioned body. She was wearing a sky blue high-end strapless dress. The dress was intricately embroidered with handiwork, depicting blooming snow lotus flowers.

The long skirt, made of silky and light pear chiffon fabric, gleamed with a white, radiant luster under the lights. It was paired with a pair of white pointed high heels.

When Jane finally recognized the woman's facial features, she involuntarily gasped, "Cheyenne?"

Why did she come here?

Jane and Cheyenne had very few encounters, and their impression of each other wasn't favorable, thanks to Abbie.

How could she let this little bitch see her in such a sorry state?

With this in mind, Jane restrained her usual arrogant demeanor and quickened her pace to leave.

Upon her arrival, Cheyenne became the most beautiful scenery in this magnificent lobby, drawing frequent glances from the wealthy elites.

She lazily sat on the sofa, propping

her chin up with her hand, her almond-shaped eyes bright and serene as she quietly observed the people around her, like a peaceful watercolor painting.

Not far away, a few young men were dumbfounded, holding their wine glasses, wanting to approach.

But just as they mustered their courage, they saw a tall, imposing man in black sitting next to the beauty, wrapping his arms around her and half-embracing her.

This action seemed to declare his dominance in a domineering and unquestionable manner.

Cheyenne turned her head slightly and coldly glanced at the large hand resting on her shoulder, hummed, "Take your hand off!"

"You probably don't know that at least five people here want to invite you for a drink. I'm just helping you avoid trouble," he said. She should thank him.

Unable to help herself, Cheyenne rolled her eyes at him, "Are you sure Abbie will come?"

As far as she knew, Abbie and Danielle were not very close.

"Yeah," he answered softly, using subtle force as his hand felt her soft and smooth skin in his palm.