She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 546

Chapter 546 Miss Lawrence, Please Scan the Code

After listening, Cheyenne teasingly raised an eyebrow at him, parting her red lips to speak.

"It seems Master Sam has seen many women's feet. Without abundant experience, it would be impossible to achieve this effect."

"Miss Lawrence, always the joker," he replied.

He could count the women he knew with one hand, and among them, she was the only one who had left a deep impression on him.

The driver returned soon after to buy the shoes. He hurried through the wind and rain, carrying a white handbag in his hand.

Opening the car door, he respectfully handed the handbag to Sam.

"Master Sam, Miss Lawrence, the shoes have been purchased. Since I didn't know what Miss Lawrence likes, I bought a pair at random."

Cheyenne smiled at him, "It's okay, I'm not picky. Your name is Jeremy? That's a good name. Your parents must have hoped you'd have an easy life, ha-ha."

The oppressive atmosphere in the car transformed into cheerful banter upon Miss Lawrence's arrival. This round of teasing caused the driver to blush and retreat to his place.

Miss Lawrence was different from those aloof and haughty socialite daughters; her affability and charm were just right, never evoking aversion.

No wonder Master Sam thought so highly of her.

Sam took the handbag and casually said, "Thank you" as he opened the box to reveal a pair of white flat shoes that happened to be the perfect size.

"You have an injury on your foot, not suitable for wearing high heels. Please try this style, if it's not too much trouble."

So, the driver was sent specifically to buy the flat shoes because he had noticed her injury.

Master Sam was indeed meticulous and gentle.

She found herself feeling guilty for inwardly criticizing him as a hypocritical gentleman.

Cheyenne eagerly accepted the shoes, "It's okay, I used to love wearing flat shoes too. They're comfortable and easy."

As she spoke, she bent down to remove her high heels, and at that moment, Sam also caught sight of her pretty feet.

Her slender ankles and well-proportioned bones.

Fair and slender insteps led to round and adorable toe nails painted in bright red, flawless like a perfectly carved jade.

The extreme contrast between the white and striking red was enough to pique a man's interest.

His gaze flickered for a moment, ready to avert his eyes, when he suddenly noticed a red string on her foot.

A floral knot tied to a circular nail-sized deep green copper piece, adorned with intricate antique patterns.

He abruptly reached out and grasped Cheyenne's foot firmly, the icy coldness spreading through his palm to her skin.

A chill ran through her.

Sam's gaze was fixed on the red string on her foot, as if he wanted to see through it.

Being touched by an unfamiliar man in such an oddly close manner made her feel uncomfortable.

Cheyenne might talk big, but when it came down to it, she could run as fast as anyone else.