She Became Rich After Divorce
Chapter 122: Kelvin, You Make Me Feel Disgusted

Chapter 122: Kelvin, You Make Me Feel Disgusted

Both Omari and Iker were treated as friends by her; there was no way she would think of them in the dirty way he imagined.

Cheyenne sneered and refused to explain her actions to him, saying in a low voice, "May I ask what this has to do with you, Mr. Foley?"

"Cheyenne, don't be ungrateful!"

The man's pupils contracted slightly, and his large hand clamped onto her slender and fair wrist, gripping it tightly.

The pain from her wrist made the woman tremble and she gasped, looking into his eyes.

"Kelvin, you're making me think that you like me."

She smiled, her delicate lips like rose petals tempting him. But as he looked into the coldness in her eyes, he suddenly snapped out of it.

He almost fell into her trap again.

He shook off Cheyenne's hand, the bruise left on it making him feel somewhat uneasy, and he looked away.

"Like you? It's impossible in this lifetime. What I hate the most is women like you who are arrogant and self-righteous!"

His voice was like a chilling wind passing over Cheyenne's heart, and her heart still couldn't help but feel that suffocating sensation due to his disdain.

Arrogant?

If she were truly arrogant, she would have had a hundred ways to torment Abbie to death long ago. But she didn't.

Self-righteous?

If he thinks it is, so be it

Cheyenne chuckled self-deprecatingly, and her delicate hands lightly touched his broad chest, teasing him unintentionally.

A touch of anger appeared on that profound and handsome face.

As he was about to reach out and take down her mischievous hand, it let go and instead grabbed onto his tie, pulling him forward and causing him to lean down.

The distance between the two of them narrowed, and Cheyenne tiptoed, leaning in close to his ear, and in a breathy tone, she said, "Or maybe you're just infatuated with... my body, hahaha.” Cheyenne's seductive eyes gleamed unusually bright, leaving Kelvin's mind completely blank. The cold aura surrounding him intensified, as if it could freeze her in place at any moment.

From this angle, she could clearly see the jealousy and fleeting hatred on Abbie's face.

Like discovering a fun game, Cheyenne suddenly planted a kiss on his lips.

Kelvin was not on guard and after she succeeded in her attack, he became furious.

"Cheyenne!"

What is she doing again?

"I just wanted to make sure if I still had any feelings for you, and now I am sure, and you're bland and tasteless! Goodbye!"

She raised her chin proudly like a queen, and her exquisite fair face became even more radiant with this touch of pride, stunningly beautiful and unforgettable.

After speaking, Cheyenne fiercely wiped her lips and prepared to turn around and leave. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Bland and tasteless, these words seemed to have been used before by him to describe her.

She really holds a grudge.

The man's gaze became deep and profound, as he grabbed her shoulder and pulled her towards him.

His two fingers gripped her flawless chin, and amidst the astonished onlookers, he lowered his head and gently sealed her crimson lips.

Like a hungry tiger, he fiercely gnawed on his prey that belonged to him. His masculine aura surrounded her.

She almost forgot this feeling, but now Kelvin was forcefully reminding her of it.

"Um... damn it, you bastard!"

Feeling like her lips were about to be bitten through, Cheyenne bit down hard, tasting the blood in her mouth, and raised her eyebrow with a smile.

She would never bite him before, even when he took her badly.

Kelvin released the large hand that rested on her shoulder and fixed his gaze on her as she extended her delicate and enticing tongue to lick the bloodstain from her lip.

Enchanting and fairy-like.

His tongue stung from her bite, but he maintained a casual demeanor as he gazed at her face and said sarcastically, "Cheyenne, you react so stongly, yet you dare say that kissing me is bland and tasteless?"

"I don't even know who just melted in my arms.”

Her almond-shaped eyes held a clear, watery gleam, tinged with a hint of anger. She raised her hand and delivered a resounding slap across his face, shocking the whole audience.

"Kelvin, you really make me feel sick!"

The unexpected slap left a clear and distinct five-finger mark on Kelvin's face.

He had to admit - his heart began to feel chaotic.

When he was sure that Cheyenne's eyes no longer held any trace of him, an unexpected feeling of discontent welled up inside him, even though he should have been relieved.

"Say it again!"

Kelvin covered his face with one hand, his gaze cold and distant.

"Kelvin, are you okay?"

Abbie ran over with her skirt in hand, her face filled with a worried expression.

Just as she reached out to stroke the man's face, Kelvin swatted her hand away.

His gaze remained fixed on Cheyenne, a complex feeling in his eyes.

"Cheyenne, are you okay?" Omari strode forward, taking a step ahead to block Cheyenne's path, also obstructing Kelvin's view.

"It's okay, let's go."

She took the initiative to hold Omari's arm and turned away.

"Kelvin, how could you... Cheyenne has dated a new man."

Abbie suddenly burst into tears, and crystal clear teardrops rolled down her cheeks as she said with great grievance.

It wasn't until the two figures walked away hand in hand that Kelvin snapped out of it and interrupted her with a cold tone. "This has nothing to do with you.”

Then he strode away.

Tonight's charity banquet ended on a sour note as Emily failed in her dance performance. As agreed, she immediately donated ten million dollars to the charity fund.

Although the banquet was a failure, the events that occurred at the banquet provided journalists with many useful materials to report.

The national goddess and Akloit's abandoned woman competed on the same stage but suffered a crushing defeat.

Cheyenne's romance with Master Iker exposed, she was forcibly kissed by her ex-husband and thus slapped him in anger.

Shocking! Mr. Lara and Miss Lawrence are actually longtime friends!

The name Cheyenne has once again spread throughout Akloit.

Last time it was due to rumors of divorce, but this time, more people are attracted by her dancing. The pole dancing on the wheelchair has swept the internet and became popular overnight.

Online comments are varied, with some praising her good figure while others deliberately smear her as being promiscuous.

She doesn't care about how others see her at all.

Cheyenne now has something even more important to do, she needs to go trouble Nora.

“Nora dares to slander me intentionally at the banquet. If I don't kick her and her mother out, they will think I'm a pushover!"

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