She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 397

Chapter 397: Five Million If You Want Me to Leave

The Lawrence Villa.

It was unknown who leaked the news about Cheyenne's absence for three days, but George showed up at the door with Malaya and Nora.

The three of them swaggered into the house, casually taking seats on the sofa. Malaya even strolled around as if she still considered this place her own territory.

They opened Cheyenne's bedroom door, their eyes glittering as they looked at the emerald bracelet and gemstone necklace on the vanity. They discreetly hid the necklace in their bags.

Inside the wardrobe, the colorful haute couture gowns and designer shoes and bags made Nora burn with jealousy.

She pursed her lips and suddenly walked over to the desk, picked up the ink bottle, and unscrewed the cap, splashing ink onto Cheyenne's clothes.

Malaya was taken aback by the sudden action, her face full of regret as she looked at the high-quality branded clothing and accessories.

"Nora, what a waste. These clothes are so good; you can't even buy them with money."

Her words were filled with genuine distress.

Taking a step forward, Malaya picked up the clothes that hadn't been unpacked yet. The ink only splattered onto the packaging, so a wipe would do.

"Mom, what are you doing? I wish I could burn all her things."

Upon hearing the words, Malaya scolded Nora for being foolish.

These clothes were probably forgotten by Cheyenne herself. They could easily be packed into their handbags and taken away.

Nora looked at her mother's greedy expression and clenched her red lips, but in the end... she dropped the ink bottle in her hand.

It fell to the ground.

The remaining black ink splattered on the white shag carpet, staining its pure, snow-white surface.

She gave it a cold glance, then tightly clenched her fists and watched her mother stuff the clothes into her handbag before decisively turning and leaving.

In truth, she wasn't any better than her mother.

Inside her backpack, she had a diamond tassel necklace... a limited edition jewelry collection from Cartier.

Downstairs in the living room, George called for the servant to pour him some tea. His gaze surveyed the greatly transformed mansion, pointing and gesturing.

"This chandelier is too childish, and the curtains need to be changed to a deep green. The walls need a fresh coat of paint too. Sky blue is so dull, gold is much more grand."

Malaya gently clung to George's shoulder and rested her head lightly on his shoulder. "You're right, honey. I felt that the style of this villa was off as soon as I entered. The previous decor style was much nicer."

"How did you all get in?"

A voice as cold as a frosty blade suddenly came from the entrance. George tilted his head and saw a handsome and extraordinary man sitting in a wheelchair.

His sharply defined face exuded a resolute and handsome charm. The oppressive aura of someone in power made them briefly nervous.

George thought that this was Cheyenne's villa, and he was her father and naturally had the right to enter this villa, so he mustered up courage and smiled at Master Iker.

George stood up and walked towards Iker, pausing in front of him.

He proactively extended his hand, lips curled up in a typical business-like fake smile.

"You must be Master Iker, right? Hello, we didn't have a chance to introduce ourselves properly when we met briefly last time. My name is George, Cheyenne's father."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tanner muttered under his breath, "How could Miss Lawrence have a father like you?"

Although his voice was low, George still heard it, and his smile faltered on his face.

Hesitant because of the other's higher status, he didn't dare offend and could only force a smile as he took out his ID and showed it to the two.

"Has Master Iker forgotten? We also met at the reception for Miss Davidson last time."