She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 191: He'S Crazy

Chapter 191: He's Crazy

Adhering to the principle of ladies first, Cheyenne was the first to hit the ball.

"Miss Lawrence, you may begin." Sam stood aside, holding his own cue stick while casually wiping the table with a handkerchief.

He has a cleanliness obsession and will always wipe the surrounding objects before going anywhere.

Cheyenne's lips twitched as she looked at the spot she had just touched. Without hesitation, she picked up her own stick.

Bending down, she struck a very beautiful and alluring pose.

From this angle, Sam can see her slender neck and delicate collarbone, with two thin white straps lightly resting on her thin shoulders.

He suddenly felt that the air was a bit hot and dry.

This was the first time he had realized that women could be so beautiful, his face turned red and he avoided looking at her.

With one stroke, the number eight ball hit the middle of the white ball. The round ball hit the table and formed a refraction angle of about fourteen or fifteen degrees before finally hitting the red ball.

The red ball smoothly fell into the bag.

The first ball, perfect to the extreme.

Cheyenne stood up and patted her own hand, smiling proudly. "It's been long since I lass play the billiards, but I still play well. One million on you, Master Sam."

Sam remained indifferent, and with an elegant smile, he said, "Miss Lawrence, it's too early to say you earn one million from me. Watch my show."

Sam took off his black suit jacket, revealing his strong and lean physique underneath, which was even more handsome than the male models in magazines.

Her flirtatious eyes were fixed on Sam, who felt a bit helpless and said, "Miss Lawrence, could you not stare at me? I get shy."

She whistled at him like a rascal, with mischievous and charming eyes.

"Why can't I stare at you? Master Sam, your physique is very good, even better than a model. Don't be stingy, I'm just looking and I won't touch it."

Sam adjusted his posture, with his slender limbs forming an extremely beautiful profile as he bent over the desk, exuding a regal air like that of a prince.

At the same time, he talked to her, "Miss Lawrence, are you referring to the models in clothing advertisements in newspapers?"

"No, I mean naked men in adult movies," she spoke so directly.

"Puff..."

His hand trembled, making him nearly make a mistake on his first stroke; he looked up at her with sweat on his forehead. "Miss Lawrence, you really scared me."

Cheyenne didn't mind it at all, she crossed her arms and looked at him with bright, clear eyes. "What's the big deal? We're all adults here, no need to pretend; it's normal to talk about some intimate topics."

The man chuckled, "No wonder you overwhelm Mr. Foley can't."

She was just too outstanding and too wild!

Just as they were talking, Kelvin arrived.

As Kelvin entered the hall, he immediately spotted Cheyenne laughing and joking with his friend while playing pool.

She was sitting on the pool table with a cue stick in one hand propped against the ground, her two slender and beautiful legs swinging under the table.

Her delicate shoulder straps barely held up her curves as she smiled like a mischievous fairy.

And Sam, who never showed interest in women before, was actually laughing. Kelvin felt betrayed by his friend and woman at the same time as he walked over with an extremely dark expression on his face.

"What are you doing here? Didn't we agree to meet at the court?"

"It's nothing. I happened to run into Miss Lawrence and saw that she's very good at playing pool so I decided to play a game with her."

Sam finished speaking and Kelvin's heart sank.

After three years of marriage, he had no idea that Cheyenne could even play pool.

The woman's smile faded slightly upon his arrival. She raised an eyebrow unhappily and sarcastically said, "I know how to do many things but if you don't ask me, then there is no need for me to tell you."

Because he never gave me a chance...

Afraid that they would start arguing again, Sam immediately interrupted their conversation, saying, "Let's continue."

"Okay, it's my turn now," Cheyenne said as she jumped down from the table, forming an alluring curve between her round hips and waistline which caught many men's attention around them, including Kelvin who quickly took off his sweaty suit jacket and put it on Cheyenne's shoulders.

It caused her cue stick accidentally hitting herself, leaving red marks on her hand and making it painful enough for her to scream out loud, "What are you doing?"

Kelvin felt guilty when he saw the injury on her hand but his pride prevented him from apologizing first, so instead spoke coldly to hide his anxiety, "Put this on! You look ridiculous!"

"And what does it have anything to do with you?" She was like an irritated rabbit biting anyone who came near.

The man only felt that she didn't know what was good for her, while helping fasten up all buttons of the jacket firmly around Cheyenne's body.

Cheyenne was too petite; His suit fit perfectly over top of hers, covering just enough but revealing a glimpse of light blue denim skirt hemline underneath along with two long fair legs which looked even more seductive from behind.

"Regardless, you are Grandpa's favorite granddaughter. Yes, we may not be husband and wife now, but we can consider ourselves friends. I'm just helping you establish a good image," he said as he

leaned in close to Cheyenne's ear. "Sam is not interested in women, so don't get your hopes up," he added with a low voice.

Sam felt unfairly accused by his friend's words.

"Don't say that. It's not that I'm not interested in women; I just haven't met one who interests me yet," Sam explained before turning his attention to Cheyenne with a gentle smile. "If it were Miss Lawrence though, I could make an exception."

Kelvin glared at him coldly and spoke with an even colder tone of voice. "Sam, stop joking around."

Sam looked back at him calmly and replied seriously, "I'm not joking; Miss Lawrence is an interesting woman whom I like very much."

The word 'like' sounded somewhat flirtatious.

Cheyenne playfully patted Sam on the shoulder and said teasingly, "Master Sam has good taste indeed! A beauty like me naturally attracts everyone's attention!"

Her self-praise made both men fall silent for a moment.

"Hmph! Enough talk! Let's keep playing! I just won a million dollars. Go on."

The odor of sweat on Kelvin's jacket made her feel extremely uncomfortable, especially in the hot weather. Wearing such a coat was very unpleasant.

Just as she was about to take off the jacket herself, she felt someone grab her wrist firmly.

"Put it back on," Kelvin ordered her sternly.

"Don't push me!" Cheyenne was intimidated by his aggressive demeanor and could only respond weakly while loosening her grip on the jacket slowly.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

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