She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 513: A Slap on Sophie's Face

Outside the door, footsteps suddenly reached Cheyenne's ears, clear and distinct. The surrounding air seemed to grow cold and heavy, the atmosphere reaching its peak of oppression.

Sophie was the first to look towards the newcomer. She saw a tall and imposing figure dressed in a three-piece black suit with a distinctive silver badge gleaming on the chest. With deep, penetrating eyes, he observed the two people inside the room, his jealousy brewing at the sight of their laughter and chatter.

Chris, who walked behind him, was the one most sensitive to the cold aura emanating from Kelvin. Unable to hold back a shiver, he coughed to alert the two people in the room. It was only then that Cheyenne noticed the two figures at the door.

Turning to look calmly, she softly said, "Neurology and psychiatry are next door. You might have the wrong door number."

"I'm here to see you," his gloomy voice rang out as he strode to Cheyenne's desk with long strides. His tone was jealous as he asked, "What were you chatting about with Master Iker that made you laugh so joyfully? Care to share it with me?"

Cheyenne gave him a disdainful look. "No. What are you here for?" Her tone was clearly unwelcoming. She could chat and joke with Iker, and she could show kindness to strangers, but she was icy cold towards him. This differential treatment made Kelvin nearly burst into anger.

Sophie, seeing the man, stepped forward, greeting him with a shy smile. "Mr. Foley, it's an honor to meet you." She extended her hand. With exceptional beauty and talent, Sophie was confident that she was a sight to behold in the eyes of all men. Even the fiercest man would turn gentle like a lamb upon seeing her.

Observing their interaction, Cheyenne silently took note of Sophie's deliberate display of her fair neck. Oh, Kelvin was indeed quite the charmer, attracting attention like a bee to honey.

Sophie outshone Abbie in looks, family background, and talent. Standing next to Kelvin, they made quite the matching pair: a tall, handsome man accompanied by a poised and elegant beauty.

Her gossipy gaze met Kelvin's, worsening his already displeased mood. So when Sophie, presumptuously charming, tried to entice him, he simply ignored her. "I don't know you. A good dog doesn't block the way. Please move aside." His voice was disdainful.

Shocked, Sophie widened her eyes, unable to respond for a moment. Was he... was he insulting her?

Unable to contain herself, Cheyenne burst into laughter, having long experienced Kelvin's sharp tongue.

Just as the atmosphere fell into silence, Lewis' childish voice suddenly rang out, breaking the awkwardness. "Fairy Sister, I need to go potty."

"I'll take him," Iker coughed lightly,

"Iker

stepping forward. As he took the little boy from Cheyenne's arms, his hand accidentally brushed hers, unleashing a frigid glare from Kelvin. His deep-set eyes bore into lker's hand, as if he wanted to chop it off.

After a brief pause, Cheyenne, unaware of the tension, directed Iker. "Just go left once you're outside."

"Alright, Cheyenne."

After Iker and Lewis left, Eddie had to return to his work station. He had a surgery to perform that afternoon. Meanwhile, Sophie stayed behind.

It was clear that Cheyenne didn't

welcome her. To avoid

embarrassment, Sophie found an excuse to make a phone call and deft the room. Chris, realizing the tension, pulled out his phone. “Mr. Foley, I'm sorry, something's come up at home, I need to leave."

"Home? As far as I remember, Chris has nothing at home except a dog," Cheyenne mused, watching his reddening ears with interest.

Chris felt a heavy blow struck him. It was true-he was parentless and in his thirties, living alone except for a white teddy bear. But he rounded the lies by saying, "Yea, my pet isn't feeling well and I need to go check on it, Mr. Foley."

"Go ahead."

Kelvin actually agreed to such an absurd request! Chris left, elated, and closed the door gently, leaving the two of them in a quiet world of their own.

As the footsteps outside grew further and finally faded, the surroundings returned to calm. Cheyenne stood for a while, feeling a bit stiff. She sat down at her desk, massaging her shoulder and asked Kelvin once again why he was here.C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

He placed a document in front of her.

"What's this?"

"You'll see once you read it."

As she read, Cheyenne's heart trembled more and more. It turned out that her previous dealings with TWILIGHT were just one project of the infamous organization, the Hand of God. The masked "Master Charlie" in charge of TWILIGHT and Soar Casino was actually one of the Lucas family's four aces. His full name was "Charlie Fraser," codenamed "CY." His specialty was profit accumulation, thus earning him the title of "God of Wealth." His responsibility in the organization was to manage funds.