She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 614

Chapter 614: Just Like This

"The new hall master has arrived?"

Before anyone could catch a glimpse of their new head, they received a notification to assemble in the main hall.

And there she was, sitting at the main seat, leisurely sipping her tea.

She appeared to be around seventeen or eighteen, dressed in a long black and white patched dress.

Since the room was heated, she didn't wear the apricot-colored down coat, giving her a more cool look.

Her slender fingers elegantly traced the edge of the teacup, boredly propping up her chin with one hand, while her bright, watery eyes assessed the decorations in the room.

The fact that the new hall master turned out to be such a young girl, who appeared to still be in high school, made many doubt her ability to manage Wind Hall.

The middle-aged women who had been chatting together just a moment ago couldn't help but secretly look down on her.

However, in the next moment, Cheyenne demonstrated how naive and shallow their thoughts and perceptions were.

Her gaze moved away from the cup, turning towards the crowd.

Seeing their unimpressive standing posture, Cheyenne raised her red lips and slowly placed the tea cup on the table.

Bang.

The sudden loud sound brought the chattering voices in the room to an abrupt halt.

All eyes turned to Cheyenne, who gracefully stood up, her aura completely different from her relaxed state moments ago.

"May I have your attention? If you still have something to say, feel free to continue, but I'd like that person to come up on stage," she said.

With her words, the room quieted down even more, not a single person speaking.

Her cool gaze swept over them all before nodding in satisfaction and continuing, "Good, since you no longer have anything to say, it's my turn to speak."

That glance she gave inexplicably sent shivers down people's spines.

No one had expected that young as she was, Cheyenne would possess such an awe-inspiring presence.

They had previously thought she was an easy target, but now they were not sure.

"Allow me to introduce myself first. My name is Cheyenne Lawrence. My mother is Selah, and I am Layne's granddaughter. For now, I am the temporary acting hall master of Wind Hall."

As her words fell, there was a slight commotion among the crowd below.

"I've observed everything just now and finally discovered the reason behind Wind Hall's declining state. It's because of the lack of discipline, lack of rules, and excessive freedom! Apparently, too much freedom leads to trouble!"

"So, starting from today, I will disrupt all your arrangements and redistributing work based on practicality and individual capabilities."

"We will put an end to the mentality of getting something for nothing and improve Wind Hall's business capabilities, restoring our glory as one of the top four halls."

She said so much, but everyone only cared about reassigning work!

Don't be ridiculous. They had been idling around for so many years, leading a content life of waking up, eating, playing chess, and chatting. They hadn't worked in years.

Now suddenly saying they would be given tasks, many people protested.

A middle-aged man with a growing paunch raised his eyebrows and coldly glared at Cheyenne, speaking disrespectfully.

"What the hell are you? So what if you're Layne's granddaughter? Once you're married, you're an outsider. What qualifications do you have to be the head of the hall?"

Cheyenne glanced coldly at the middle-aged man, completely fearless. She picked up a silver needle and held it between her fingertips.