She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 15: Who Is This Damn Rich Man

Chapter 15: Who is This Damn Rich Man

There was once a time when that woman was just like this too. She liked to sit on the wall and watch the moon while eating oranges. Her legs, white and tender, swayed in the moonlight like a little fox who had stolen some peaches.

Lost in thought for a moment, Kelvin couldn't help but turn his head and saw Cheyenne reaching for an orange that Omari had peeled.

Her hand lightly touched his fingertips, causing his gaze to soften. He gently brushed her long hair off her shoulder with his other hand.

Kelvin's eyes caught sight of a small vermilion mole on her fair shoulder. His heart skipped a beat as he realized that this woman was Cheyenne!

He felt anger rising within him at the realization that she was right there in front of him all along.

Cheyenne noticed Kelvin's cold gaze and touched her mask, hoping he wouldn't recognize her.

"Would you like some more?" asked Omari.

"No, thanks," replied Cheyenne curtly.

Wait... why did their conversation feel so... flirty?

Cheyenne fidgeted with her hands, feeling unsure of what to do next.

"Ladies and gentlemen! The grand finale is here! Our last treasure of the night - Rejuvenated Herb! It is said to have amazing health benefits such as strengthening bones and muscles while promoting longevity! The starting bid is 5 million dollars!"

Here it comes...

Cheyenne sat up straighter and took a deep breath.

As she looked serious, Omari also became alert and waited quietly for the first bid.

"Kelvin, this medicinal herb..." Abbie grabbed Kelvin's arm excitedly. She had been waiting for five years and finally got her chance.

The latter nodded and said coldly, "Don't worry, I will definitely get it."

"6 million!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the people below got excited. Who is this damn rich man? Doesn't he know how hard money is to earn? He raised the price by one million right away!

But Cheyenne was determined to get this herb. She raised her own bidding paddle and said confidently, "6. 5 million."

At these words, Kelvin's gaze turned cold as if he could see through her.

"7. 6 million."

"9 million!"

The market value of this herb was only between six to seven million dollars. Its value was less than nine million.

Does the woman in red really understand medicine? Spending nine million just to buy such a herb is not wise at all.

Kelvin furrowed his eyebrows. How could Cheyenne have nine million dollars when she divorced him and left with nothing? He knew the Lawrence family well and they would never give her that much money.

There was only one possibility, the man by her side was her sugar daddy!

Damn it, she had stooped so low as to be kept by someone else!

Kelvin felt a surge of anger at the thought of that man being intimate with Cheyenne. "10 million!" he declared.

Cheyenne smirked at his willingness to spend so much money for his beloved.

Seeing that Cheyenne made no response, Abbie thought Cheyenne had given up and threw the latter a triumphant glance before saying softly to Kelvin, "Kelvin... this seems a bit expensive. Maybe we should forget about it and wait."

But Kelvin couldn't let Abbie wait any longer for the herb - she was already twenty-six years old and he couldn't make her wait another five years.

"Abbie, I will get you this herb and cure your illness," he promised.

"Kelvin..." Abbie's eyes filled with gratitude as they gazed into each other's eyes lovingly.

Cheyenne couldn't bear to watch their affectionate display any longer; she needed to stop Abbie from getting what she wanted. But how could she compete without enough money?

"Cheyenne, if you have any difficulties, just speak up," Omari said gently as he noticed her hesitation.

"Omari, can you... can you lend me some money?" Cheyenne finally asked.

Without a second thought, Omari took out a black card from his wallet and handed it to her. "Take it. You don't have to pay me back because I only accept you give yourself to me sexually," he said with a smile.

Cheyenne pursed her lips. "Then I won't pay you back."

"Are you sure you don't want to repay me by giving yourself to me? Maybe I can make you happier than him," Omari said with a tender and clear gaze, but what he said made Cheyenne blush even more behind her mask.

Kelvin's eyes followed Cheyenne's neck and ears which were pink. He wondered what the seductive man had said to make her blush like this in public.

Adulterer and adulteress!

"12 million!" Kelvin suddenly shouted when the auctioneer was about to hit the hammer on the table. "You know this is Abbie's life-saving herb! Why are you competing with her for it, Cheyenne?"

His cold accusation sounded like winter wind blowing through Cheyenne's heart and soul.

Abbie's life-saving herb?

What does that have to do with her?

She only knew that this medicine was also a lifesaving thing for her!

Cheyenne's lips curved up in a mocking smile, and she calmly looked at the two people. "Excuse me, sir, do I know you?"

"Still Pretending?" Kelvin had never felt so irritated as he did now. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

It had only been less than three days since the divorce, yet she had become so cold and indifferent.

"This herb is a lifesaver for you, and it is the same for me. We each rely on our own abilities to get it!"

"Cheyenne, if it's what you want, I will do everything in my power to help you get it, even if it means sacrificing everything." Omari hugged her shoulder and brought a warm feeling to her.

"Thank you..." This time, she sincerely thanked him.

Kelvin's dark gaze was fixed on the hand on her shoulder, and Cheyenne did not resist the man's embrace, which indicated that their relationship was not ordinary.

It was evident that they had hooked up with each other before the divorce.

"Kelvin, since Cheyenne also needs this herb, let's wait a bit longer." Abbie was so annoyed and felt Cheyenne was like a haunted ghost. Since they got there, Kelvin's gaze had fallen on Cheyenne at least three times. Did he know from the beginning that this woman was Cheyenne?

Listening to her pleading words, Kelvin felt even more guilty. If it weren't for treating his illness back then, she wouldn't have ended up in this situation.

Curing Abbie's illness had been his only obsession for the past few years.

"She just can't stand seeing you do well and wants to sabotage it. Abbie, don't be deceived by her. I'll definitely help you get it."

"20 million!" Kelvin's words fell and the room fell silent.

Cheyenne just coldly smiled. In his eyes, everything she did was ulteriorly motivated.

If that was the case, why show any mercy towards him?

"25 million!"

"Cheyenne, must you do this?"

The man's face had turned completely livid with an icy gaze.