She Became Rich After Divorce
Chapter 456: It Has Nothing To Do With Me

Chapter 456: It Has Nothing to Do with Me

As Cheyenne's mocking words fell, both the Parry siblings blushed and became visibly angry. This woman must have grown bolder because she had Kelvin backing her up.

Seeing that the perfectly fine banquet was about to turn into a quarrel because of her foolish sister, Teagan hurriedly asked Nora to escort her away while he accompanied the esteemed guests.

Though Danielle was unwilling, she was silenced by a glance from Teagan and could only leave with frustration.

Before leaving, Nora took a deliberate look at Cheyenne, waiting to unravel the shock and confusion within her heart.

For example, why did she end up with Kelvin again?

Why did Teagan invite these two to the banquet?

From what she knew, the Parry family and the Foley family were not particularly close, nor did they engage in frequent business exchanges.

After escorting Danielle back to her room, Nora made her way back to the second-floor bedroom, intending to question Teagan about why he invited Cheyenne.

As she approached the door, she overheard a sparse conversation from inside - familiar voices. One of them was undoubtedly Teagan's. "I invited Kelvin as per your request, but I didn't anticipate that she'd bring Cheyenne along. What should we do now?"

The response came from another cold voice, and Nora's blood boiled as she listened attentively. "The main purpose of this gathering is to verify whether Kelvin is that guy I injured. As for Cheyenne, her presence is welcome. We'll take them out in one fell swoop! Then it'll be Abbie's turn to make her entrance..."

Hearing the two inside discussing killing both Kelvin and Cheyenne, Nora couldn't help but feel a glimmer of excitement. If Cheyenne really died, it would be a wonderful thing for her!

She listened intently, unaware that someone had come up behind her.

"What are you doing?"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Suddenly, a cold questioning voice came from behind, startling her into letting out a scream.

Her scream caught the attention of those inside, and in the next moment, the door swung open. A tall figure draped in black slowly approached, enveloping Nora's frame.

Feeling an inexplicable chill spreading from her feet to her body, Nora gulped when she met Teagan's slender and profound eyes. "Tea... Teagan."

Teagan's hand naturally rested on her shoulder, the cool touch from his fingertips traveling through her skin, reaching her marrow as if heralding the imminent arrival of winter. His other hand gently caressed Nora...

"I know you're the most well-behaved girl. Tell me, what did you hear just now?" he asked.

"I... I heard... I heard that you wanted to kill Cheyenne... Ah! Teagan, spare me. I won't spread this. I also despise her, you know," Nora stammered, her hair standing on end and her words incoherent. Thump, thump, thump...

Another person in the room made their way over.

The sound of footsteps grazing against the floor was faint but steady. The newcomer was dressed in a well-tailored black suit, with an unparalleled handsome face.

"I remember you're Cheyenne's sister, right?" He gently wrapped his arm around Nora's shoulder, his voice tempting as he whispered in her ear, "Would you like to witness Cheyenne's tragic fate?" "Now, I'll give you a chance to take revenge. How about it?"

"If Cheyenne dies, her luxurious mansion will be yours."

He was like the serpent in the Garden of Eden, tempting humans to pluck the apple of desire.

It must be said that he was very perceptive. His last sentence struck a chord in Nora's heart. The villa her family currently lived in Akloit, while not bad, was much smaller than their previous one.

Nora used to have a dedicated art studio, but now she had to convert a tiny storage room into her workspace. It was dark and damp, requiring lights even during the day, which ultimately harmed her eyesight. "Alright, I agree."

Nora's eyes, dark and gleaming, focused on the hypnotic lights on the wall. Her mind went blank, and she felt a trance-like state.

In the glamorous golden hall, melodious music filled the air. Swarovski chandelier hanging in the center of the ceiling emitted dazzling blue and purple lights.

The alternating lights grazed his well-defined features, accentuating his high nose bridge. His deep, indulgent smile was directed at the beautiful woman beside him.

However, the woman seemed uninterested. She raised her chin and nodded slightly.

Bored, she picked up a glass of red wine from the table and lightly swirled the liquid within.

Just as she was about to take a sip, a big hand reached over and snatched it away.

"Drinking is harmful, especially for a woman. Don't drink," he said, finishing all the wine himself and placing the empty glass back in front of Cheyenne.

She looked at the empty glass, her eyes blank, and responded in a voice devoid of emotion, "Are you sure it wasn't because you want to drink it yourself that you took it from me?"

Upon hearing her words, Kelvin couldn't help but laugh wryly. What kind of person was he in Cheyenne's eyes?

"I'm just concerned about you."

Abbie, who happened to see the two of them laughing and chatting intimately, ignited with jealous anger that burned hotter and higher with each passing moment. Wearing a pair of white high-heeled shoes, she walked up to them.

Stopping in front of them, she spoke with a tinge of emotion, "I didn't expect to see you with Kelvin here. It hasn't even been two weeks, and you're already back together. That's not like you." Cheyenne had intended to dismiss Abbie with a disdainful glance, but her attention was caught by the pattern on her handbag. It was the same pattern as the earring, as if part of a set. Realizing that Abbie intended to "catch up" with Kelvin, Cheyenne tactfully stood up and walked towards the balcony outside.

"You two chat. It's stuffy in here, so I'll go get some fresh air outside."

She left gracefully, without a hint of hesitation.

Kelvin watched her figure depart and smiled bitterly at how jealous she was. He hadn't realized before that she could be so jealous.

Turning his gaze back to Abbie, he only felt disgust and distance. "My relationship with her seems to have nothing to do with you. So, what do you want with me?"

He had indeed changed.

In the past, he would never have used such a tone to speak with her.

"Kelvin, don't you want to know why I came to the banquet with Vincent?" She bit her red lip, seemingly unwilling, as she asked.

Kelvin's reply shattered her heart into a thousand pieces. "Who you come with, has that got anything to do with me?"