She Became Rich After Divorce
Chapter 378: Mr. Foley Is Blind

Chapter 378: Mr. Foley Is Blind

Outside the private room, a man wearing a black jacket and a white baseball cap leaned against the wall, with light shining down from above, obscuring his face. Only the silver metal ornament on his clothes reflected a dazzling light.

He was holding a phone and speaking in a muffled and indistinct voice from beneath his mask. "I understand, I will bring that woman to you, what's the rush?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

As the waiter approached him, the man knew that the people inside had been drugged and fallen down. His voice became somewhat eager. "Alright, I'll take action now."

After hanging up quickly, he strode forward with his long legs and approached the waiter, asking, "Did they drink it?"

"Yes, I saw them drink it with my own eyes," the waiter confirmed.

The man laughed loudly, seemingly disdainful of the naiveté and foolishness of the people inside. He kicked open the door of the private room.

His gaze sharpened.

Sure enough, the pair of them lay on the couch as if they were asleep.

As a chaotic sound of footsteps approached, Cheyenne quickly assessed how many people were coming in her mind.

Four?

Or five?

If it was four or five, she and Kelvin still had a chance of winning.

Just as she was contemplating the best time to act, Kelvin tightly grasped her wrist... He didn't open his eyes or say a word... but his subtle gesture made it clear to Cheyenne what he wanted to convey. She gave up struggling.

The man in the black jacket looked on in surprise as the two of them held hands. He sneered and reached out his rough hand to touch Cheyenne's smooth and rounded shoulder.

The desire in his eyes deepened. "Miss Lawrence, you have finally fallen into my hands. With such a perfect figure, it would be a shame if I didn't enjoy myself."

He knows who I am!

Feeling disgusted by his touch, Cheyenne couldn't help but freeze for a moment when she heard him call out her name. Who was he?

Did he deliberately leave that business card to lure her here?

No, how could he be so certain that she would come tonight?

She had suspected it was Sam before, but this man's voice didn't sound like Sam's.

And his scent...

voices could be disguised, but a person's scent could not be concealed.

Sam had a cold and melancholic scent, reminiscent of the vast sea, while this man approaching her exuded a strong mix of tobacco, alcohol, and a heavy perfume. Only men who frequently mingle among women would have such a scent.

A possible answer gradually formed in Cheyenne's mind.

He was the Aidan she had been looking for!!!

After the shock subsided, a surge of impatience and a longing to capture him welled up inside her. However, Aidan spoke first.

"Take them away," he ordered.

Soon, the two "unconscious" individuals were carried away, and Cheyenne faintly sensed that she was back on the floor minus two because the air smelled noticeably different.

After being rudely thrown to the ground by those men, Aidan instructed his subordinates to leave first. Before he could pass judgment on the two people, he had some other matters to attend to.

One of the masked men let out a coarse and lewd chuckle. "Aidan, can we have some fun with this woman too?"

To be honest, this woman's figure was too tempting. Any man wouldn't be able to resist it. Her chest was even bigger than those female anchors online. Her waist was defined, her legs were a masterpiece created by God!

Aidan jokingly scolded him, "You rascal. Fine, but you'll have to wait until I'm tired of playing. I've been wanting her for a long time..."

As soon as they heard his words, everyone knew it was a sure thing. Aidan was usually generous, and after he slept with a woman, he would give her to them.

This time wouldn't be an exception.

"Okay, we won't disturb you then."

While they were having their conversation, Cheyenne couldn't help but squint her eyes and open them for a moment in her boiling anger.

To her surprise, Kelvin also opened his eyes.

His gaze was chilling and sharp, like frost-edged blades, as he stared at Aidan's retreating figure, emitting a trace of killing intent.

It was the first time Cheyenne had seen him so angry, and she couldn't help but blink, wondering if she had mistaken it.

Is this guy really angry?

Why?

Bang! The door closed once again, creating a loud noise.

The two pretended to be asleep and lay quietly on the cold ground.

The sound of each footstep reached Cheyenne's ears clearly, just like the feeling she felt when she fell asleep with her ears pressed against the table while reading. When her deskmate was writing, the sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper was infinitely amplified that summer afternoon and reached her ears. N

ow, the sound of footsteps was infinitely amplified, and every step seemed to trample deep into her heart...

Getting closer. The man squatted down, and the smell of perfume, tobacco and alcohol on his body became stronger, filling the tip of Cheyenne's nose. She felt a little itchy for no reason and wanted to

sneeze...

"Cheyenne, you should never have stood out." Aidan declared, his suggestive gaze lingering on her, as he reached out a finger to hook the strap of Cheyenne's shoulder. The silver strap was delicate, contrasting with her fair and exquisite collarbone. It made one itch to tear it apart.

"Since you're about to die anyway, why not let me have a taste first? Kelvin must be blind to chase after an ordinary mistress when he has such a stunning wife like you. I bet you're just wasting away in the Foley family. Let me be generous and grant you a fiery experience between a man and a woman before you die," Aidan provocatively said.

Kelvin had an icy expression on his face. He knew better than anyone how tempting Cheyenne was. He used to dislike seductive figures like hers, afraid that his desires would cloud his judgment. Although he eventually succumbed, he never allowed any other man to touch her.

Just as Cheyenne was about to take matters into her own hands, Kelvin, a step faster, opened his eyes and grabbed the man by his collar, forcefully pinning him to the ground. He mercilessly landed a series of punches on the man's chest.

This sudden turn of events caught Aidan off guard, and he received several heavy blows before he could react. The metallic tang of blood seeped out from under his mask, staining his chin.

Cheyenne, seeing his intense attack, hurriedly grabbed Kelvin's hand. "Enough! If we kill him, we won't be able to find any clues. Let me see this bastard's true face first."

Aidan finally understood the situation, his anger boiling over. "You! You deceived me..."

Damn it, he had been tricked.

They weren't drugged at all.

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