She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 692

Chapter 692: Just a Backup

Reece looked up at the newcomer with a dark expression, his chin trembling with anger as he stood up and slammed the table.

"What are you doing here?"

The newcomer appeared to be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, wearing a sky blue striped shirt, a cream-colored knit sweater, paired with khaki-colored slim work pants, and a long navy blue coat.

A pair of black sunglasses adorned his face, accentuating his extraordinary handsome features. He exuded a clean and youthful charm, like a campus heartthrob.

The man curled his alluring lips, revealing a fair and well-defined hand as he slowly took off his sunglasses.

His beautiful and gentle face, paired with his upward-slanted deep-set eyes, carried a meaningful smile. Just standing there, he radiated a star-like aura.

As he appeared, the eyes of the young model widened, and she covered her red lips in astonishment, looking at the man with overwhelming joy.

"Jerome!"

"Oh my god, you really are Jerome! You're so handsome! I really like you!"

"Could you please give me an autograph?"

As she spoke, she quickly rummaged through her handbag and pulled out a photo of Jerome in ancient costume. It was her favorite photo, so she always carried it with her.

She never expected to meet Jerome here. It was truly a fine coincidence.

Wait a minute.

What is going on?

Reece was completely dumbfounded. Didn't she just confess that she liked him to his face a moment ago?

And now, she was praising Jerome, the effeminate and handsome man, right in front of him!

Is this how female fans behave these days, falling in love with someone new at the drop of a hat?

While Reece was seething with anger and frustration, Jerome couldn't help but smile proudly. His exquisite face was naturally handsome, and this smile made him even more radiant, like the sun shining brightly.

His usually rare gentle voice softened as he took the paper and pen handed by the woman and asked, "Where should I sign?"

As she observed him up close, the young model couldn't help but notice his flawless and smooth skin, without a single blemish or acne mark. He looked like a CG character model from a video game.

"Here, just sign here, please. Thank you so much."

"No problem."

Jerome quickly signed his artistic signature on the photo, squinting his beautiful deep-set eyes and smiling at his own name.

Not bad, a perfect signature.

It also suited his temperament.

However, while Jerome was in a good mood, Reece was on the verge of exploding. He grabbed the hand of the young model and angrily confronted her, "Didn't you just say I was handsomer than Jerome?"

"Well..."

The young model looked embarrassed, her delicate face turning pale and blush spreading across it, as stunning as the evening sky's sunset, extraordinarily beautiful.

"Well... I didn't mean it that way."

Heh, this answer didn't satisfy Reece. He held the woman's shoulders with both hands, his cold gaze staring down at her, and asked, "Let me ask you this: if you had to choose between me and Jerome, who do you think is more handsome?"

Jerome stood with his hands behind his back, leaning against the door, and casually rested one hand on the table, throwing a seductive glance at the woman.

Instantly, it felt as if an electric current had surged through her entire body, almost causing her to faint on the spot.

Swallowing nervously, she bit her rosy lip and softly answered Reece's question, "Uh, I... I think, maybe he's more handsome."