She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 168

Chapter 168: Soar Casino in Chaos

The temperature around Kelvin suddenly dropped several degrees, and he was filled with a murderous aura. His expressionless face was covered with a sense of killing intent.

Like an Asura crawling out of hell, his big hand turned into a scythe of death and was approaching her slender fair neck. He wanted to kill her!

Just as his big hand touched her skin, the man's heavy breathing became short and he stopped.

He left.

Cheyenne's legs went weak, and she leaned against the wall. Her head tilted back as she stared at the light above in silence for a while until her eyes began to feel sore before she looked away.

Tears rolled down from her eyes onto her fair breast, staining her black dress.

"This light is so annoying. It hurts my eyes," she muttered softly under her breath.

She stood up at the door after collecting herself and put on a sweet smile before opening it with a bang. The wooden door closed behind her quickly.

The man who should have left appeared from around the corner of the corridor; his tall figure cast an imposing shadow on the wall like that of pine trees on cliffs.

His deep-set eyes were chillingly dark.

Soon there came moans that captured the imagination.

"Ah... no... don't do this."

Kelvin felt his blood boil as if his veins would burst open beneath his ribs where it hurt terribly.

Cheyenne's voice was familiar to him more than anyone else's!

This version of herself had lost even basic human principles; Kelvin felt disappointed by how everything seemed like just another dream - neither good nor bad but something close to being classified as nightmares perhaps?

With a sense of disappointment, he turned and walked away.

A short while later, the tightly closed wooden door opened from the inside. A small head cautiously looked left and right down the corridor, confirming there was no one around. Then, a petite figure emerged, a handsome young man with an air of innocence in his youthful features. He wore a white shirt paired with black suit trousers.

Delicately, he carried a tray and walked confidently. He casually closed the door behind him.

Inside the room, Reece sat by the coffee table, crossing his legs. He picked up some grapes from the table, tossing them into his mouth while making some playful noises.

On top of large bed lay a young man wearing nothing but boxer shorts whose mouth had been gagged by white towel while his black tie acted as the rope binding his wrists together.

Like throwing a torn sack, Cheyenne threw him down and sealed his acupoints with needles. As long as she didn't remove them, he would sleep for two hours.

After some incredible makeup skills, the gorgeous girl transformed into a handsome young man with an elegant posture.

She tied up her long hair and put it under a hat. She deliberately darkened her face with foundation, making her look completely different from usual. Anyone who saw her would think she was just a young boy.

Cheyenne swaggered through the crowd holding red wine, scanning the people and corners of the hall with her beautiful eyes shimmering like water. There were too many people here; she was unlikely to find any useful clues. The second floor was for guests while someone guarded the third floor.

It seemed that there were more opportunities on the third floor but to get there, one had to climb up those golden stairs where two rows of black-clad bodyguards stood guard.

She needed to distract them if she wanted to go upstairs.

Cheyenne pretended to flip her hair but actually opened Bluetooth earphones hidden in her ears and called Reece, "This is Cheyenne! I need you guys to make some noise!"

"I understand," Reece replied quickly.