She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 356

Chapter 356: Leave

A black Rolls-Royce Phantom came to a slow stop in front of the two. Kelvin's face, as serene and handsome as a deity, appeared through the lowered car window.

Kelvin, expressionless, instructed Chris, 'Get in.'

'Yes, Mr. Foley!' Chris had never been so moved; he thought his boss had left him behind.

Little did he expect Mr. Foley to be so considerate.

Juliana also wanted to ride in his car, approaching and trying to strike up a conversation. With a pitiful tone, she pleaded, 'Mr. Foley, I forgot to drive today. Can you give me a ride?'

The cold and ruthless man callously rejected her coquettish request, 'I'm going to the office to work overtime with this useless assistant. It's not on the way, Miss Chambers. Get back the way you came!'

He might as well have said, 'Get lost.'

The smile on the woman's face gradually froze. Did the term 'useless assistant' sound like an insult directed at her?

Chris, on the other hand, was startled by the mention of 'overtime.' This was bad; it seemed Mr. Foley was in a very bad mood.

Well, no rest for this weekend.

He retracted his earlier comment about Mr. Foley becoming more considerate.

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Sunlight filled the room, the warm hues of the wooden decor creating a cozy and natural atmosphere. In the middle of the hall was a black piano, and by the French windows covered with a white shaggy rug, a young man in a brown thin T-shirt lay dozing off.

The gentle light fell on his extraordinarily handsome face, flawless and fair, not a single visible pore. His skin was so enviable that even women would feel jealous.

In his hands, there was an open book, surrounded by many white papers scattered on the nearby rug. The papers were filled with messy yet elegantly written black musical notes.

Although he couldn't see, his handwriting was sharp and beautiful, like a stroke of genius.

Cheyenne quietly picked up the crumpled papers from the floor. When she noticed the open window, she quickly stood up to close it.

Suddenly, a slightly cold hand grabbed her wrist. The chilly touch traveled through her body as she sneezed.

Then, a pair of empty eyes turned to her, and a clear, concerned voice spoke, 'Cheyenne, have you caught a cold?'

As he got up, the round neckline of his T-shirt slid down, revealing his delicate and sexy collarbone. His freshly awakened face, with those clear, slightly sleepy eyes, looked like an enchanting fairy.

Cheyenne shook her head, trying to clear her mind from the temptation. But even so, she couldn't help but swallow.

Benson, usually appearing serious and gentle, revealed a surprisingly sexy side. Fortunately, Cheyenne was an honest girl; otherwise, she might have already pounced on him.

'No, maybe it's because I just came in from outside, and the temperature difference is too much. Have I disturbed your sleep, Benson? Why don't you go to the room to sleep? It's easy to catch a cold here, and you left the window open.'

As she scolded him in a hushed voice, Benson chuckled. His face brightened with this smile, and his lips curved upwards.

'No, I've been sleeping for quite a while. You came just at the right time. You heartless girl, what makes you suddenly visit me?'

She walked to the other side and sat cross-legged in front of him, revealing the hand she had behind her back.

Knowing he couldn't see, she didn't worry about Benson sneaking a peek.

'Benson, you've misunderstood me. I've just been busy lately. Besides, I had some delicious food outside today and thought of getting you some too. That's why I'm here.'