She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 90: Equated Cheyenne with His Mother The black, shiny leather shoes approached step by step, stepping on the golden maple leaves and making a dull and subtle sound.

The man's heartbeat accelerated even more, and he unconsciously increased the strength of holding her, causing her waist to ache slightly.

The tall man approached with a photo in his hand and walked up to Cheyenne.

At this critical moment, the large hand that was placed on her waist suddenly held her face.

The scent of the man rushed over, and the smell of perfalmost choked her coughing.

"Um..." His lips pressed down, he kissed her domineeringly and forcefully. Although there was a layer of mask between them, Cheyenne could still feel the icy touch on his lips.

"Pop." The books in Cheyenne's hands fell one after another onto the ground. Shit the man's instep. But he seemed unaware and continued holding her face firmly.

Her pretty eyes stared at him wide-eyed with mist swirling inside them.

As their eyes met each other's, he showed a hint of apology in his eyes.

The tall man originally wanted to ask Cheyenne if she had seen the person in the photo, but who knew that the next moment he would see two people kissing.

The tall man could only see Omari's back and Cheyenne's blushed face.

He took a deep look at the two of them and finally walked away.

From a few steps away, Cheyenne heard the tall man say to his companion. “I just saw a really pretty woman." His companion patted his shoulder and answered him, "Our mission is to find Mr. Lara. As for the women, after the mission is over, I'll take you to a bar. There's a girl there with an amazing figure, and she's even more impressive in the bed." That group of people walked away, and the sound of their conversation becsmaller and smaller until it could not be heard.

The man who was holding Cheyenne finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took off his own cap, revealing short fiery red hair dampened with sweat.

His hair was stuck on his fair and broad forehead; it looked like it had just been pulled out of the water.

"Miss, I'm really sorry just now. It was only because of the urgency... Ah, it hurts so much!" That was her first kiss, you know.

She felt a mix of sadness and unfairness, which turned into anger and was channeled into a fierce kick to the man's shin.

The latter, in pain, grabbed onto the wall and cried out, his big hand quickly touching his injured shin, “You!" "You scum! If I ever see you again, I'll kick your ass," Cheyenne spat before storming off. Unbeknownst to her, she had dropped her book on the ground. It was picked up by a pair of long and beautiful hands.

The man gritted his teeth as he opened the book to find "Cheyenne" written on the second page. Her nwas Cheyenne? What a nice name.

Later that day, Cheyenne returned to her hotel room only to realize she had lost her book. She retraced her steps but couldn't find it anywhere.

Fate works in mysterious ways because when she returned to the hotel lobby feeling dejected, she saw that red- haired man from earlier holding out her book for her.

Omari handed it over and even gave her his business card. But at that moment, Cheyenne wasn't impressed and tore up the card before coldly saying, "I don't need it." If it were anyone else who offended Omari like this, they would have been taken care of quietly by him. But since it was Cheyenne, he found this amusing instead.

Of course, when telling Kate about their encounter, Cheyenne left out the part where they kissed through their masks - just giving a brief summary of what happened instead.

Kate sighed after listening, "It's really thanks to the adult book I gave you back then!" She then angrily slammed the cabin front of her, making a loud noise.

"I've read more than you have. Why don't I have this kind of luck?" she exclaimed.

Upon hearing this, Cheyenne turned her head with a smirk and asked, "You've read more than me? Tellthen! What do you have that I haven't read?" Kate suddenly felt guilty and looked away. "N-nothing... you've read every book I bought." Cheyenne narrowed her eyes and held Kate's chin with one hand to make eye contact. "Really?" Vopes" "I don't believe you. Are you going to showor not? If not, I'll tell your big brother that you were hiding under the covers reading... mmph!" Before she could finish speaking, Kate covered her mouth.

At that moment, a tall figure in white appeared at the door - Eddie.

With a puzzled look on his handsface, he softly asked them, "What are you two doing?" Kate blinked at him and flashed him a standard smile. "Eddie! I'm just playing around with Cheyenne here. Right, Cheyenne?" Cheyenne crossed her arms and looked at Kate with pursed lips before saying under her breath, "Do you wantto tell him the truth?" "No! I'll give it to you when I get home!" Kate quickly replied.

She leaned in and whispered to Cheyenne with a voice that only the two of them could hear, assuring her.

"OK."

Girls often have sendless whispers between them, which which is not a strange thing ought they were just fooling around, so he didn't ask further. After reminding Cheyenne of sfollow-up matters, Eddie left.

The two of them carrying their luggage walked to the entrance of the hospital and saw a big red Ferrari parked on the side of the road.

It's really eye-catching.

The person in the car saw two figures and immediately rolled down the window, revealing a handsand feminine face.

With sunglasses covering his eyes, a smile curled up his sexy red lips.

"Cheyenne, congratulations on your discharge from the hospital." The car door opened and a young man wearing a white T-shirt and jeans got out, proactively opening the car door.

Kate looked at him and snorted arrogantly, "No filming today?" As she spoke, she lifted her foot and walked towards the passenger seat of the car.

She had barely sat down when Reece grabbed her by her hair and yanked Iyanked her down, saying, "You get out of there! The passenger seat is reserved for my future girlfriend. You sit in the back!" Only two people have sat in the passenger seat next to him so far. One is his mother, the other is Cheyenne.

Of course, in his mind, he equated Cheyenne with his mother, so it didn't matter to him whether she sat or not.

Kate winced as he pulled her along and punched him lightly on the shoulder. "I won't sit there then. Don't act like I care about it!"

As they settled into the backseat, Kate muttered under her breath, ve "Cheyenne, he bulliesagain. M Cheyenne che Cheyenne chose to ignore them and closed her eyes to rest. She couldn't be bothered with these two bickering all day.