She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 159: How to BecRich Together After half an hour, the luxury car arrived at its destination and parked at the entrance of an alleyway. This was a notorious area in Akloit where all sorts of shady characters roamed about.

This area used to be part of the foreign concessions, but after they withdrew, many wealthy families set their sights on this piece of land. They fought over it for decades with no resolution in sight.

To maintain balance, the major families reached a "peace" agreement and established a business association to manage this area in rotation. As soon as they stopped the car, Cheyenne saw several shadowy figures lurking under colorful neon lights. There were three or five young men who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old with long golden hair and large silver earrings dangling from their ears. Despite being in the middle of summer, they wore white shirts paired with black vests that gave off an air of teenage rebellion.

"They're just students from nearby schools who skip class to hang out here instead," Reece explained. "If they have money, they'll go to intecafes; if not, they'll just loiter on street corners." "That's so sad," Cheyenne replied sympathetically.

Reece rolled his eyes at her comment. "You might feel sorry for them now but trust me; all these kids see when they look at you is easy money." Sure enough, those boys looked at Cheyenne with hostile intent as if she were skind of naive rich girl ripe for exploitation. They exchanged whispers among themselves before deciding to make their move.

The leader swaggered over like he owned the place and snatched a lollipop hanging outside a convenience store without paying for it before popping it into his mouth with practiced ease while ignoring the shopkeeper's silent protest.

Reece let out a sigh and leaned against the car door while watching Cheyenne and signing.

"To be honest," Reece said wistfully while twirling one strand of his wig around his finger like any other woman would do when flirting with someone else. "I really don't want to fight them since I'm trying my best to act like a lady right now." She couldn't help but say jokingly when she glanced at his actions. "Seriously though, with your face, it'd be such a waste not being a woman! Maybe you should have a sex change sometime?" Cheyenne couldn't help but chuckle before teasing him further by saying, "Well... you don't need plastic surgery since you're already pretty enough!" "Thanks, I appreciate it. But I still want to be a man!" As she listened to his words, a hint of a smile appeared on her pretty face. Her disdainful gaze moved down and landed on the man's waist. Reece was embarrassed by her gaze and coughed awkwardly, hastily pulling at his skirt to cover up.

"Tsk tsk tsk, even your ears are red like that and you still have the nerve to say you're a man!" "If I am not a man, you aren't a woman!" Reece lowered his head and gritted his teeth as he squeezed out these words from between them. "I've been married and divorced. Do you think I'm not a woman? And what about you? You're just a virgin now." Being mocked for being a virgin made Reece feel like he had been hit hard! He coughed violently until tears were almost streaming down his face.

In order not to let Cheyenne look down on him, he straightened up his chest and stared at her intently.

"Who said that? When I held a girl's hand, you were still green!" "You mean when our teacher let us play games of holding hands during class?" "No! I mean when I went on dates!" "Forget it. I know all your rumored partners are male!" Cheyenne smiled, her eyes dazzling like crystals.

She was clearly such an exquisite girl but always said things that didn't match her image at all.

She tiptoed up and whispered gently into Reece's ear with clear yet sweet tones; warm breath spilled onto Reece's earlobe, causing it to tingle slightly.

His perfect ears were blushing uncontrollably; even his neck turned pinkish-red.

Reece felt heartbroken inside.

These two beauties chatted away recklessly in this dark place without noticing someone gradually approaching them.

Until... a slender figure blocked Cheyenne's view; she raised her chin - with its perfect jawline resembling nature's most beautiful carving — causing the boy staring at her momentarily stunned.

Just now, from afar, he only thought that the woman in the red dress had a great figure. Now that he was closer enough to see this woman in a black strapless dress paired with a baseball shirt, he felt she was damn near a fairy! What should he do? She was so good-looking that he suddenly felt reluctant to rob her.

Maybe... he should change the way he robbed? Maybe he should be gentler?

Cheyenne lazily scanned the four of them. The youngest among them om was probably only thirteen years old! He was so skinny that if he cout to rob someone, shouldn't he buy insurance first? She just glanced at them indifferently but it felt like they had been brushed by spring breeze.

The leader of these young hoodlums had slightly better willpower than the others. He coughed and put his hands in his pockets.

"Hey, pretty girl," said the leader hesitantly. "I'm here to discuss how to becrich together with you. Just giveyour money from your bag yourself so I don't have to rummage through it and accidentally find something I shouldn't see." What? Reece really suspected that he was hallucinating right now since the way this robber spoke was so fresh and amusing.

He seemed to have seen a new toy and reached out to poke Cheyenne's arm while smiling suggestively. "Cheyenne, don't hit them too hard; they're quite interesting." "I know," replied Cheyenne nonchalantly as she handed over her bag with an overly sweet smile on her face which made it seem somewhat unreal.

"Why does she giveher bag so obediently?" Monkey didn't quite believe it. How could their path towards wealth becso smooth?