She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 720

Chapter 720: That's My Sister

He held her student ID with two slender and beautiful fingers, inspecting it carefully. Embossed on it were several golden characters:

[Onistead Art College.

Freshman, Class One of Art, Nora.]

His well-defined large hand toyed with her student ID for a while, and in the next moment, it was tucked into his own overcoat pocket. At the same time, he coldly flicked her chin, leaving two distinct fingerprints on her delicately carved chin. It blushed a deep crimson.

His gaze involuntarily shifted down to the fair, parted thighs of the woman sitting beside him.

With a light chuckle, he bent his tall figure towards the girl's ear and suddenly had an idea, his voice hoarse as he whispered in her ear:

"If you dare to bully Cheyenne again in the future, I won't spare you. By then, I'll get you raped first and then killed. Understand?"

The man's low, magnetic trailing tone was drawn out for a long time. The content of his words instantly made Nora's face flush.

His laughter was like that of a genuine demon.

After his harsh words, the man got up, and with big strides, left the place, with the bald man hurrying to catch up.

"Boss, about the deal..." he hurriedly asked.

"I'm not in the mood right now."

As he spoke, that black figure disappeared into the dark night, gradually fading into the distance.

It wasn't until the two had left for a long time that Nora sat back on the ground with weak legs.

She thought with lingering fear:

This is probably what it's like to brush shoulders with the grim reaper.

It had been almost a month since the last incident.

But Nora would always dream of the man, his deep and magnetic voice ringing in her ears.

Cold fingers slid on her thighs in her dreams.

She woke up drenched in cold sweat.

Her face was deathly pale.

The alarm clock on the table showed that it was already eight-thirty.

Oh no!

She was going to be late.

Nora didn't have time to think about Omari's warning to her and hastily put on her school uniform, grabbing her bag, ready to leave.

At the entrance, Malaya was knitting a sweater, looking somewhat curious about her actions.

"It's the weekend today. Where are you going?"

Weekend!

Nora was stunned, then suddenly remembered.

Right, today was the weekend, she didn't have class.

"What's been going on with you lately? Reckless, although there's a lot of study pressure, you need to learn to relax," her mother said as she got up and walked over.

Looking at the proud daughter in front of her, she had a kind face.