She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 325

Chapter 325: Certain Answer

Cheyenne stood still, lowering her gaze, her thick, fan-like eyelashes casting shadows under her fair eyelids, concealing her hesitancy. She had been angry at her grandfather for drugging her last time, but she couldn't ignore the fact that Old Mr. Foley had treated her like a true granddaughter during her three years at the Foley Mansion. Her heart softened a bit.

She looked up again, her gaze cold and piercing as she stared at Kelvin. "Wait for me. I need to go home to get my silver needle."

When she said this, it meant that she had agreed.

Kelvin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He had expected Cheyenne to give him a hard time, considering his previous actions, which were quite unforgivable.

But she didn't. She calmly followed Kelvin and got into his luxury car. In the past, she had always enjoyed sitting close to him in the car, pretending to lean against his shoulder and refusing to move when the car turned. She would chatter incessantly about which restaurants served delicious food, the latest movies, or new friends she had made.

But now, when he glanced back at the small figure sitting by the car door, she remained far away, never once looking at him.

She kept her bright and clear eyes focused on the scenery outside.

It was early in the morning, and the vibrant sunlight illuminated her fair and beautiful face, giving it a soft radiance.

However, her eyes were exceptionally cold, like the chilly wind in autumn, leaving only desolation behind. There was no light in her eyes.

This realization stung Kelvin for a moment, as if he had been stabbed in the heart by a blunt steel needle, and fresh blood slowly oozed out. The person who had caused her to lose that light was him.

The car fell into silence, and the atmosphere became tense. Chris felt the awkwardness keenly and attempted to break the silence.

He coughed and, with a cheerful smile, said, "Miss Lawrence, it's been a long time."

"Oh," she responded indifferently, making Chris feel uncomfortable.

With a thick skin, Chris continued, "I've missed you."

"Hehe, but I don't really want to see you or your boss."

Kelvin glared at Chris with a cold gaze and ordered in a low voice, "Focus on driving your car and stop chatting."

Chris, who had been criticized by Kelvin, quickly closed his mouth. He looked pitiful and forlorn.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the Lawrence Villa. It was built from white marble, elegant and stylish, with its own courtyard and music fountain. In such a prime location, it was quite valuable.

The car pulled up in the courtyard, and Cheyenne opened the door, got out with one foot, and stepped onto the ground. She turned gracefully and walked away, showing no intention of inviting them inside.

Chris sighed softly and muttered, "I feel like Miss Lawrence might not like me."

Kelvin's cold voice responded, "The answer is certain.'"

Chris fell silent.