She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Sleeping at My Place

The descendants of the Edwards family were court physicians and became famous herbal medicine merchants over the last two centuries.

As members of the Edwards family, almost everyone knew about medicine and medical science. However, Layne gave birth to a foolish daughter, so Adrian thought he would pass on his medical skills to his granddaughter Cheyenne.

But Cheyenne claimed that she didn't know anything about medicine. This was strange indeed.

It seemed that Layne had kept his medical skills to himself. Adrian decided that he needed to pay Layne a visit soon.

Watching Granduncle's face turn from purple to contemplative, Cheyenne speculated about his true identity.

"Okay then, since you don't know how to do it. I won't force you. How is your grandfather doing these days?"

After exchanging pleasantries for a while longer, Cheyenne couldn't sit still anymore and kept looking at the Rejuvenated Herb in front of her.

"Granduncle... can I take this herb with me?" she asked finally.

At this point, Adrian noticed Granduncle's face contort slightly as if in pain before he replied weakly, "Take it."

Cheyenne smiled brightly at him and said, "Thank you so much! You're so generous! May you live long and prosper! Come visit us sometime!"

Adrian just stared silently at them both...

'The girl had a sweet mouth and knew how to talk her way out of things, but I didn't want to hear it right now. Just go!'

As they emerged from the private room, almost everyone had left the empty lobby. The shadows grew longer and darker.

Only two spotlights in the corner were still on, illuminating their surroundings.

The man sat with his legs crossed on a chair, his black suit blending into the darkness like a lonely ice sculpture. He exuded an icy coldness that made it feel like winter had come early.

His deep-set eyes were fixed on the figures standing at the stairs while his hands clenched into fists beside him.

She was smiling happily despite being less than half a meter away from that man. She seemed to have no shame at all.

"Cheyenne, it's late now. Let me take you home," Omari said.

But Cheyenne ruthlessly rejected him: "No need. Your house is in completely opposite direction from mine."

"Well, then why don't you just stay at my place? I have plenty of rooms and you can sleep wherever you want - even my bed," he said with laughter that cut through the dimness around them like a hunter luring its prey.

Kelvin also heard what he said and looked deeply into Cheyenne's face; although he couldn't see her expression clearly, her fair hand resting on Omari's arm was very eye-catching indeed.

"I'm not going, your house may be nice, but I don't like it."

"Cheyenne, you're so heartless to leave me alone."

Wait a minute, why does his tone sound like that of a man who wants to get laid!

The image of the two of them laughing and talking flashed before Kelvin's eyes. An unnamed anger spread through his heart as he became more convinced that Cheyenne had had a backup plan before their divorce.

It was always only the women that Kelvin didn't want!

Sensing the cold and murderous gaze staring at her, Cheyenne couldn't help but look around.

She met with a pair of familiar eyes straight away.