She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 167: Old And Unattractive The screen suddenly flickered and turned black. Mr. King was accustomed to all the splendor and ugliness of the world, so he wasn't surprised when a guest with such "special interests” appeared.

He had been suspicious of Cheyenne before, but after seeing her go upstairs with the card dealer, he breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out she was just another rich woman looking for pleasure - nothing unusual.

What surprised him was Kelvin's reaction. His voice was low and soft as he spoke in the room, "Mr. Foley, do you know her too?" This question made Kelvin feel ashamed; his face showed a hint of anger as he responded quietly, "To be precise, she's my ex-wife." Mr. King hadn't expected that answer and was momentarily stunned before bursting into laughter and praising Cheyenne. "She's truly impressive. No wonder she's your woman." Kelvin didn't want to hear that woman's nagain; he simply nodded without any further reaction as his gaze met Mr. King's - his eyes were clear.

"We're divorced now; what happens to her is none of my concern. I have something else to attend to, so I'll take my leave," Kelvin said coldly before standing up with one hand on the ground.

After sitting for a while, there were two wrinkles on his suit pants which hugged his long legs tightly - making him look elegant and imposing at once.

The light flowed onto the LCD screen, adding sfine rays to that deep black color.

"I'I have someone escort you out," suggested Mr. King.

"No need, goodbye,” replied Kelvin curtly before leaving abruptly through the door.

As soon as Kelvin left, a bodyguard hurried inside, whispering urgently into Mr. King's ear: "Sir, the person has arrived." Upon hearing this news, Kelvin's face changed suddenly, and quickly walked out, saying, "I'm going now, you guys take care here." Kelvin had just stepped out when he cface to face with someone walking towards him. The newcomer stood at around 6. 1 feet tall, with a slender build, completely wrapped in black fabric.

Beneath the black baseball cap, Kelvin couldn't help but steal a few extra glances at the person. There was an elusive, salty scent emanating from him. It was like the smell of an animal, or perhaps the odor of blood left to sit for a few days...

His instincts were telling him that this person was dangerous.

The man also sensed Kelvin's scrutiny and suddenly halted in his tracks, turning to look in Kelvin's direction.

The voice was hoarse, like an old phonograph, and whispered intermittently, "Young man, you are destined to be lonely without a life companion, though you are rich for life." Upon hearing those words, Kelvin's gaze darkened and his lips pressed tightly together. He walked away without saying a word.

Lonely without a life companion? He is not even afraid of death, so what does loneliness matter to him? Alive, lonely yet brilliant. This is his life creed! The man in black did not feel angry because of being ignored, on the contrary, a hint of smile appeared in his murky eyes.

His smile was also icy and chilling, making one's scalp tingle.

From the staircase, Cheyenne and Reece walked up to the second floor and found the room number. The key card was in her hand.

Just now, the waiter went inside and there was a sound of rushing water coming from inside. It seems like he's taking a shower.

"Should we go in?" Reece inquired.

The woman bit her lip and looked at him with a complex gaze, nodding her head. "Reece, thank you for your hard work. Remember to make your voice more alluring when you moan later." Her words left Reece speechless, and the hallway lights suddenly seemed dimmer.

He was a handsyoung man in his prime, how could he possibly moan alluringly? "Con, you can do it. Believe in yourself, you are the most beautiful person!" Reece pouted his sensual lips in a slightly dejected manner, and finally, as if determined, reached out and grabbed the doorknob.

"Okay, for our friendship, I'll risk everything. I'm going, Cheyenne... It's fine foras a guy to be taken advantage of, but I can't let it happen to you. For your sake, I'll just go all out." Click. The door was opened. He strode in.

Cheyenne narrowed her beautiful eyes, about to follow him inside when suddenly a strong hand grabbed her shoulder.

Her body being dragged back several steps, she felt dizzy and disoriented as her back pressed against the cold, hard wall.

She found herself trapped between the man's arm and the wall, his imposing figure towering over her. His eyes blazed with anger, their fiery intensity continually intertwining.

The clear and pleasant scent of mint mixed with tea wafted into Cheyenne's nostrils.

She let out a chuckle. 'He chere to drink tea?"

Cheyenne lifted her chin, revealing a perfect jawline that extended down into a long and slender swan-like neck. The black halter dress o m accentuated the fair crevice in the middle, creating an alluring effect. He had long known that she had beautiful curves. Kelvin considered himself to be not the kind of man consumed by lust, having encountered more alluring and seductive women than her. But only Cheyenne could make him lose control. He was boiling with rage just at the thought of her, dressed as a seductive temptress, weaving through the crowd like a social butterfly, making the men look at her with both awe and lustful desire.

As their eyes met, an unspoken tension crackled between them. Kelvin's voice was cold enough to freeze anyone in its path as he spoke above her head. Every word was like a dagger aimed straight for her heart.

"Cheyenne, who are you trying to impress with this self-destructive behavior? Do you think I still care about you? Lettell you something, I don't have a taste for second chances in love." Mr. King had ordered someone to keep an eye on her every move. Whatever she planned on doing next, there was still tfor her to back down. But if she tried anything here and got caught, it wouldn't be just a minor scuffle like before.

The Hilton family behind Soar Casino were mysterious aristocrats from Mupreyca with over two hundred years of history under their belt. Although they were relatively unknown now, their influence extended into both legal and illegal activities throughout half of Chulae's casinos. Even Kelvin knew better than to mess with them lightly. Mr. King was only one of the Hilton family's representatives in Chulae and yet he already struck fear into everyone around him. Kelvin couldn't imagine what would happen if Cheyenne continued acting out like this! Cheyenne clenched her fists tightly as she looked up at Kelvin's face with a mocking smile playing across hers.

"I don't know what makes you think that I'm following you," she said derisively. "Compared to you who is older and unattractive, prefer younger men inside. Playing hard-to-get is just your wishful thinking!" Kelvin almost exploded in anger at those words, his eyebrows shooting up high...