She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 436

Chapter 436: Black Peony Card

Danielle felt embarrassed and furious. She reached out from behind, intending to push Cheyenne, and shouted hoarsely, "Get lost! What does a country bumpkin like you know? This is an authentic new model from the Dream brand this year. Renting? You don't understand, don't talk nonsense!"

Just as Danielle's hand was about to touch Cheyenne, she swiftly stepped aside and grabbed Danielle's shoulder, pushing her back.

The two suddenly switched positions.

In an instant, Danielle hadn't even understood what had happened, and her body uncontrollably fell backward.

Just as she thought she was about to intimately connect with the ground, the corner of her eye caught sight of a slowly approaching black figure.

Great, someone to help!

She hurriedly shouted, "Sir... can you please... can you help me up?"

However, the man in black clothes paused his footsteps and immediately dodged away from her, his face filled with disgust and aloofness.

"Thump..."

The muffled sound seemed to be the sound of bones colliding with the ground, as if she had fallen herself. Even her teeth trembled slightly.

Danielle's delicate body fell solidly on the ground, her misty eyes carrying a trace of aggrieved tears as she looked at Kelvin.

Kelvin raised his expressionless face and walked past her.

His attitude was as if there was no one around, treating her like air.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, Danielle reached out and grabbed the hem of his pants, the stark contrast between black and white colors clear and distinct.

Only then did Kelvin lower his head and look at her, his gaze chilling, and his voice carrying a cold aura, "Do you want to die?"

He exuded an aura of cold and arrogant masculinity, akin to Satan, the ruler of all evil in hell.

Danielle's face turned red with anger. She impudently attributed the embarrassment she caused herself to the man's failure to help her.

"Why... why didn't you help me just now when I asked for help!"

Upon hearing this, Kelvin's long, thick eyebrows furrowed, and he coldly snorted, full of aloofness, "Do we know each other?"

"No, we don't."

"Since we don't know each other, which law states that I must help you?"

These words undoubtedly made Danielle even more trembling with anger.

As the young miss of the Parry family, even though her appearance was not stunning, she was considered to be in the ranks of beautiful women. Throughout her life, she had no shortage of suitors who fawned over her and treated her with utmost respect.

Kelvin lowered his head and glanced at his suit pants, specifically patting the place she had pulled earlier to smooth out the wrinkles.

The movement was exceptionally elegant and pleasing to the eye.

What... What does he mean by this?

Danielle stared blankly, her face filled with confusion.

"I have mysophobia! I especially detest the touch of unfamiliar women. It's dirty!"