She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67: Night Breeze

Omari left with Cheyenne in his arms, and throughout the entire time, she didn't even glance back at Kelvin. It wasn't until they were gone that Abbie looked down at the business card in her hand.

With just one look, she was stunned for a moment before softly uttering words in disbelief, "NIGHTBREEZE's CEO?"

This couldn't be possible! How could a bitch like Cheyenne have any connection to NIGHTBREEZE's CEO? Was that CEO blind?

Kelvin had investigated Omari's identity during the auction.

Indeed, he was the CEO of NIGHTBREEZE and also an internationally renowned top lawyer who had represented Chulae at legal seminars across Europe as an outstanding young talent.

He was paid as much as 10 millon dollars for a single appearance.

On Omari's personal profile was written a sentence that he still remembered vividly: Her smile was sweet, like the evening breeze in spring.

That's why his company was called "NIGHTBREEZE."

"She" referred to here is Cheyenne, of course.

How could Kelvin be happy when his ex-wife found such a good partner again?

When Abbie looked up, she saw a hint of gloom in the man's eyes and her heart tightened.

Holding the business card in her hand was like holding a hot potato - she didn't know whether to keep it or throw it away...

After a moment of silence, Abbie spoke softly behind him with a touch of envy in her tone.

"Mr. Lara is pretty good and Miss Lawrence has found herself a good companion."

Kelvin didn't answer. He took long strides and left the coffee shop with his tall and lonely back.

As they left the coffee shop, Cheyenne reflected on her behavior just now and felt that she had been too coward. She scolded herself silently for it.

Omari still had his hand on her waist and he tightened it slightly as he asked warmly, "Do you want to go to my house or my office?"

"Let's go to your office," Cheyenne replied.

As soon as she said this, Omari's warm smile turned into one tinged with regret as he sighed. "I wasn't lying when I said I bought that wine. Aren't you going to drink any?"

Cheyenne bit her lip and glared at him before saying, "You can bring it next time."

This time he was really angry. He curled his finger and lightly tapped her forehead while grumbling, "You're such an ungrateful little glutton!"

"You hit me even though I'm so cute," she pouted.

"Did it really hurt?" He had only used a little bit of force.

But the woman nodded with a face full of "injustice."

"It hurts. It'll take two or three bottles of good wine to make it better."

As she spoke, she even showed him her delicate white hand... it was really laughable.

"Okay."

He had a cabinet specifically for storing wine at home, and every time Cheyenne and Reece, those two big drinkers, came over, the cabinet would be emptied.

"Now let's find somewhere to talk."

"Mmm."

After a moment, Cheyenne arrived at NIGHTBREEZE Firm.

Although she had known Omari for so many years, this was actually her first time visiting his firm.

It was truly worthy of being an internationally renowned law firm; in this city where land values were high, his firm managed to have such a large office area.

Their advertising sign was also unique: a huge stone with red lacquer carved into the words "NIGHTBREEZE".

"Not bad, Omari. I thought your firm would be just a small studio. Turns out I'm ignorant."

The entire building belongs to NIGHTBREEZE. The rent alone is probably millions a year.