She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 437: Cheyenne Is Annoyed Even Danielle was dumbfounded.

The Parry family did not have the qualifications to possess a Black Peony Card, but she had seen one before.

A few years ago, when her older brother's ex-girlfriend, Jane, took her shopping, they ran into her cousin Abbie at a store. Abbie generously paid for their purchases, and when they were checking out, Danielle saw the black card with a golden peony pattern.

The manager of the store was shocked and personally served them, even offering a 25% discount to please them.

Little did they know, that card was borrowed by Abbie from Kelvin and could be used freely, but only for a day. Emelia had expressed several times that she wanted that card, but Kelvin only lent it and didn't give it away. Danielle stood rooted to the spot, her hands intertwined, biting her teeth, looking at the backs of the two with complex emotions.

Muttering in a sour tone, her red lips whispered, "It must be fake, it must be! How can a man kept by a poor wretch like Cheyenne have enough money? His black card is going to embarrass him later, hmph!" As soon as her words fell, a clear and pleasant electronic sound suddenly cfrom ahead.

The card... the card had been activated! Now, Danielle's face becextremely gloomy. Her eyes widened, and she stared in astonishment as Cheyenne, being led by the handstall man, walked towards the VIP private room on the second floor The restaurant's general manager was leading them.

"It... it's real! Damn it, what kind of background does the gigolo kept by Cheyenne have?" "I don't know. Could it really be Kelvin Foley?" "Wouldn't he be her ex-husband?" The two figures on the second floor had disappeared behind the door, but the people outside the restaurant started a lively discussion.

Inside the private room.

A well-dressed middle-aged man was carefully serving Kelvin, a slight smile on his face that he couldn't hide. He chattered on, introducing the specialty dishes of the restaurant.

"Mr. Foley, would you like to start with the Creamy Chicken Puff Box and Caviar? The caviar arrived this morning by air from France, very fresh." "Okay." Cheyenne, supporting her chin with her delicate hand, played with the earring in her hand, listening attentively to the manager's description.

"For the soup, we have Oxtail Clear Soup, French Onion Soup, and Italian Vegetable Soup..." "Clear soup. She doesn't like onions, and she's a glutton who loves meat." Kelvin earnestly looked at the menu, listening to the manager's introduction with furrowed brows as he responded.

"She" naturally referred to Cheyenne. The latter straightened up and looked at Kelvin.

In the morning, she thought he just happened to speak her favorite food.

She didn't expect him to really know her preferences... Did he deliberately investigate her? What she didn't know was that Kelvin even asked the family's chef and had Chris collect information on where she used to go, what she ate, what she bought, etc....

"Marseille Fish Soup, Foie Gras Fillet, Paris Lobster, Caviar, and for dessert, another serving of ice cream.” Kelvin took charge of the entire ordering process, and Cheyenne continued to support her chin, watching him order lazily, not saying a word.

He would be paying, so he had the right to order, right? And Kelvin was completely catering to her preferences, saving her from wasting tdeciding what to eat.

"Alright then, please bring the food as soon as possible," he said coldly, closing the menu in his hands and handing it back to the restaurant manager, gesturing for them to leave. The private room was now empty, leaving only the two of them.

Kelvin's attention was once again drawn to the earrings in Cheyenne's hand. He glanced at them several times, but seeing that she ignored him, he fell silent.

After almost half a minute, the young woman still hadn't looked at him. Instead, she took out her phone and started chatting with someone, smiling sweetly and radiating charm. Kelvin clenched his large hand into a fist on the table, his expression clearly showing jealousy. He suddenly stood up and walked over to her.

Looking down at her, he immediately noticed the chat messages on her phone screen.

In the notes section, it said "Gordon".

Cheyenne had sent a photo of the earrings, and Gordon replied that he hadn't identified the owner yet, but sent back several pairs of other styles of earrings.

He also asked which pair she preferred. It seemed that he wanted to give her a gift.

"Miss Lawrence, you have been of great help to me. This is just a small token of appreciation. Please letshow my gratitude." "Then the pair in the middle, I guess." "Miss Lawrence has a great eye, I also like this pair. You will definitely look good wearing them." "But I haven't worn them yet." "You're beautiful, so they will definitely look good on you." "And here I thought you policemen were unromantic, but based on what I see, Mr. Murillo, you know how to talk, haha." "Is that so? Then, Miss Lawrence, are you single?" This question clearly carried a teasing meaning, but before Cheyenne could answer, she realized that she was being spied on.

She quickly covered her phone, raised her gaze, and gave the man in front of her a displeased look.

"Why are you peeking at my chat? Mr. Foley, don't you know that it's impolite to invade someone's privacy?" As she spoke, her fair and slender fingers swiftly typed one word on the phone keyboard.

"Yes." She sent it to the other person.

Seeing Kelvin's dark and menacing gaze still focused on her phone om screen, his crimsonXips forming a tight line, emanating anger. "Cheyenne, how can you dare to say that you're single? You clearly..."

They were just intimate moments ago... and now she's even chatting with another man right in front of him ve in such affectionate terms.

Cheyenne's lips twitched, her red lips forming a seductive smile, directly meeting Kelvin's anger without fear.

"Did I lie to him? No, I am currently single... as for the pair of earrings, it's just a gift from him in return for my favor, why can't I accept it?" "Besides, I'm only 21 years old, I still have plenty of youth ahead of me. What's wrong with getting married again when I meet the right person?"

"Kelvin, you're being too hypocritical.

m Only you're allowed to abandon your wife and go to your childhood sweetheart for a honeymoon abroad, while I'm not allowed to have social interactions?" She really had a talent for making people angry. Kelvin was forced into a retreat by this series of counter-questions, and two completely different scenes flashed through his mind.

In the office, she was alluring, willing, and obedient.

And now... she had completely changed her attitude!