She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 67: Night Breeze

Chapter 67: Night Breeze

Omari left with Cheyenne in his arms, and throughout the entire time, she didn't even glance back at Kelvin. It wasn't until they were gone that Abbie looked down at the business card in her hand.

With just one look, she was stunned for a moment before softly uttering words in disbelief, "NIGHTBREEZE's CEO?"

This couldn't be possible! How could a bitch like Cheyenne have any connection to NIGHTBREEZE's CEO? Was that CEO blind?

Kelvin had investigated Omari's identity during the auction.

Indeed, he was the CEO of NIGHTBREEZE and also an internationally renowned top lawyer who had represented Chulae at legal seminars across Europe as an outstanding young talent.

He was paid as much as 10 millon dollars for a single appearance.

On Omari's personal profile was written a sentence that he still remembered vividly: Her smile was sweet, like the evening breeze in spring.

That's why his company was called "NIGHTBREEZE."

"She" referred to here is Cheyenne, of course.

How could Kelvin be happy when his ex-wife found such a good partner again?

When Abbie looked up, she saw a hint of gloom in the man's eyes and her heart tightened.

Holding the business card in her hand was like holding a hot potato - she didn't know whether to keep it or throw it away...

After a moment of silence, Abbie spoke softly behind him with a touch of envy in her tone.

"Mr. Lara is pretty good and Miss Lawrence has found herself a good companion."

Kelvin didn't answer. He took long strides and left the coffee shop with his tall and lonely back.

As they left the coffee shop, Cheyenne reflected on her behavior just now and felt that she had been too coward. She scolded herself silently for it.

Omari still had his hand on her waist and he tightened it slightly as he asked warmly, "Do you want to go to my house or my office?"

"Let's go to your office," Cheyenne replied.

As soon as she said this, Omari's warm smile turned into one tinged with regret as he sighed. "I wasn't lying when I said I bought that wine. Aren't you going to drink any?"

Cheyenne bit her lip and glared at him before saying, "You can bring it next time."

This time he was really angry. He curled his finger and lightly tapped her forehead while grumbling, "You're such an ungrateful little glutton!"

"You hit me even though I'm so cute," she pouted.

"Did it really hurt?" He had only used a little bit of force.

But the woman nodded with a face full of "injustice."

"It hurts. It'll take two or three bottles of good wine to make it better."This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

As she spoke, she even showed him her delicate white hand... it was really laughable.

"Okay."

He had a cabinet specifically for storing wine at home, and every time Cheyenne and Reece, those two big drinkers, came over, the cabinet would be emptied.

"Now let's find somewhere to talk."

"Mmm."

After a moment, Cheyenne arrived at NIGHTBREEZE Firm.

Although she had known Omari for so many years, this was actually her first time visiting his firm.

It was truly worthy of being an internationally renowned law firm; in this city where land values were high, his firm managed to have such a large office area.

Their advertising sign was also unique: a huge stone with red lacquer carved into the words "NIGHTBREEZE".

"Not bad, Omari. I thought your firm would be just a small studio. Turns out I'm ignorant."

The entire building belongs to NIGHTBREEZE. The rent alone is probably millions a year.

Omari shrugged nonchalantly, his face wearing an indifferent smile. "Back in college, some friends and I casually started a small company. You can also regard it as a studio."

The core shareholders were actually just three people, with Omari holding the majority of the shares, thus reluctantly taking on the role of CEO.

Cheyenne was also acquainted with the deputy CEO, who was Omari's college roommate.

"Hello, Mr. Lara."

"Hello, Mr. Lara."

"..."

As they walked into the lobby, all eyes turned towards them.

Although Mr. Lara was known for his gentle temperament, no one had ever seen him be so attentive to any woman before.

As they entered, Omari held the glass door open, waiting until the woman was inside before slowly letting go.

Who was this woman?

She actually had Mr. Lara open the door for her?

Some female employees who had secretly admired Omari for a while started feeling envious. Their gazes turned towards Cheyenne.

Cheyenne was stunningly radiant. Coupled with her youthful and vibrant attire, she stood in stark contrast to them.

So, it turned out that Mr. Lara had a preference for this type of women.

"Cheyenne, let's go."

"Okay."

Omari led her into the CEO's dedicated elevator. His office was on the 27th floor, and generally speaking, except for a few assistants and those specially summoned by him, few people could

enter.

So when everyone saw Mr. Lara personally bringing that woman into the elevator, they all looked like they were facing a major enemy and their faces changed.

The CEO was about to marry this woman?

The office decoration was of an artistic style with white carpet on the floor, European-style sofas and gorgeous crystal chandeliers.

It looked more like home decor... not at all like an office.

"It's because I might not go home for several days when I'm busy, so there is also a kitchen, bathroom and bedroom in my office..."

Well then, it's just like a bachelor pad now!

He reached out to unbutton his suit button before taking off his suit jacket and lightly tossing it aside. The clothes hung accurately on the back of the chair while Omari rolled up his shirt sleeves revealing a sturdy arm with an antique bronze color tone.

"Do you want something to drink? Coffee or water?"

"Just water."

"By the way, Cheyenne, what did you want to talk to me about?" Omari walked back and handed her a cup of warm water. He carefully warned her, "Be careful not to burn yourself."

Watching her obediently hold the cup with both hands and drink water, he felt a sense of satisfaction as if he was watching his own child drink milk powder.

Ugh, why was he treating Cheyenne like a mischievous child? She was clearly his love interest!

Her soft and rosy lips were wet from the water, making them even more lustrous and plump. It made him want to take a bite just to taste them.

Cheyenne didn't notice his gaze but took out a small tube with red stuff in it from her purse.

"You work in law all year round, so you must know someone who can do medical testing. Can you recommend someone for me? I need to check if this blood is okay."

So that's what it was about.

Omari thought for a moment before quickly remembering someone.

"Eddie! He's a famous medical expert. If he can't solve your problem, then no one can."

At the mention of Eddie, a flicker of surprise crossed Cheyenne's face.

Indeed, how could she have forgotten? Kate's brother was an exceptional doctor.