She Became Rich After Divorce
Chapter 267: Pour Me A Drink

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The man turned around and said his final words before preparing to leave. In that moment, the beautiful crimson sunset shone on his sharp and cold features, reflecting in his deep-set eyes with stunning brilliance.

Cheyenne felt a sudden sense of emptiness as she watched him walk away, the morning breeze lifting the corner of his white shirt as it passed by him. He reminded her of the young boy who had once stood in the wind, occupying her entire youth memory.

Kelvin was really gone this time, leaving behind the painting that remained in the villa. The air at 5:46 AM was clean and clear.

The morning light became redder and eventually turned half of the sky into gold with a touch of hibiscus-like water red color added to it. A handsome man with extraordinary temperament leaned against a car door parked on one side of road under this golden sunlight.

He bathed in this golden sunlight with slightly drooping eyelids that seemed sprinkled with gold dust while below them were two chilling eyes that could shake people's hearts. He held a cigarette between fingers while blue-purple smoke rose up slowly under sunlight.

There were many extinguished cigarette butts scattered around his shiny black leather shoes - at least seven or eight from what could be seen at first glance. He silently watched as dawn lit up the sky before thinking about Cheyenne's natural intimacy towards Omari which made him feel slightly cold inside.

As he crushed out his last cigarette butt, pedestrians started appearing on roadsides, by six o'clock people had already begun driving to work again.

Breakfast shops along roadsides began their busy day.

Kelvin envied those families sitting together eating breakfast while thinking about that innocent child who had died tragically. If it were still alive today, ir would have been just like any other cute little kid needing its parents.

But there was no turning back.

He glanced over briefly, then withdrew his gaze before restarting luxury car engine and driving off into distance once more while thoughts continued swirling uncontrollably through his mind including one particular image...

He remembered! He'd seen that pattern before in Sam's study!

The car suddenly turned and sped away. The drivers behind dared not speak out their anger...

After half an hour, the luxury car stopped in front of a magnificent white villa.

The private villa was only two stories high, with a sloping design and modern glass decorations that made it look like something out of a fairytale.

Kelvin knocked on the door.

"Just a moment," came a gentle voice from inside. Soon enough, the door opened and Sam looked curiously at Kelvin, smiling in surprise. He had a white electric toothbrush in his mouth and was wearing a matching bathrobe.

"Kelvin? Come on in first while I finish up," he said as he walked towards the bathroom. Kelvin made his way to the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling windows and sat down. The bright sunlight was blinding him as it shone on an old yellowed book lying on the coffee table before him. One page had been marked with red letters that read: "Blooming amidst darkness, nightfall steals one's breath away; Red lotus transforms into revenge."

Sam really was someone who knew how to enjoy life's pleasures.

Just then, Sam emerged from the bathroom wearing a fresh white shirt paired with beige beach pants that showed off his long limbs and slender figure.

He looked over at Kelvin with amusement dancing just beneath his eyes as he asked softly,

"Kelvin, what brings you here so early?"

"Do you have any alcohol?"

Sam paused for just one second before turning around to head towards his kitchen cabinet where he retrieved an unopened bottle of XO brandy.

"A friend brought this back from France recently; we might as well open it today." He picked up two glasses along with it before settling across from Kelvin at another sofa chair.

He picked up two glass glasses and sat down across from Kelvin. Sam unscrewed the bottle cap and poured two glasses, handing one to Kelvin.

"Master Sam, quite proficient with this. Looks like you've had your fair share of pouring drinks for others," he remarked.

Sam, surprised to see such a casual side of the typically aloof Kelvin, smiled as he raised his glass, swirling the liquid inside. He gazed through the glass at Kelvin's expression, which remained as stoic as ever despite his presence.

However, this was the Kelvin he had come to know.

"Mr. Foley, you're the first person to make me willingly pour a drink," Sam said.

Kelvin took a sip from his glass, his breath tinged with the scent of tobacco. Using alcohol to dilute it seemed like a decent idea.

"Deeply honored," he replied.

Setting down his glass, Kelvin suddenly turned to look at Sam, his gaze so intense that it sent a shiver down one's spine.

Sam couldn't help but chuckle. "What's going on? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Do you remember how we met?" he suddenly asked.

The man's gaze became deep as he remembered years ago.

Nodding lightly, Sam replied, "Yes. It was during a remote meeting and I was interested in the project you proposed, so I contacted you."

Kelvin was only nineteen years old when they met and had just started college. However, he had already taken over the Foley Group and created a mid-term development plan to expand from real estate into technology and artificial intelligence fields.

It must be said that his sensitivity to the market was ahead of its time. While everyone else was investing in real estate, Kelvin had already shifted his focus towards technology.

Sam followed him along the way. At the same time, both received recognition from the government for their efforts.

"Well, I think you're a trustworthy man, so I'll be honest with you. Let me ask you, Sam, please answer me honestly," Kelvin said seriously as he put down his glass of wine and looked at Sam's perfect face with narrowed eyes that carried a hint of charm when smiling.

Seeing him like this made Sam straighten up; his smile seemed somewhat stiff now.

"Ah? Kelvin... is something wrong? You're so serious," Sam asked curiously.

After they bumped into each other last time on the road where Sam helped Cheyenne out, they lost contact for some time. Sam thought Kelvin came to find him for this.

But he never expected what Kelvin spoke next would shock him greatly.

"I remember seeing an eagle holding onto a snake totem here once before. Can I see it again?"

Sam subtly increased her breathing without anyone noticing.

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