Chapter 196: I''M Kindly Advising You
Chapter 196: I''m Kindly Advising You
Upon hearing this, Cheyenne did not get angry.
Instead, she rxed her brows, hooked a transparent ck lingerie and handed to Jane with a
mischievous smile.
"I cannot be a model, but Aunt Jane, I think your figure is good. How about trying this one?"
"ck is seductive. Wearing it will definitely show off your figure and boost sales. If I can''t do it,
Aunt Jane, would you like to give it a try?"
No matter what, Jane was a corporate executive of apany. She would definitely disdain to be a
lingerie model.
"I am different from you. A bitch like you doesn''t deserve topare to me. Such a lowly job fits a
cheap woman like you the best!"
Lowly job?
Jane''s words once again angered Saniya.
Without that group of lingerie models who were willing to put in the effort, herpany wouldn''t
have been what it was or gone public.
This time she wouldn''t put up with Jane for Abbie''s sake.
After all, she was a sessful woman worth billions of dors. Without some temper, how could
she manage such argepany?
With a cold expression on his face, he sternly scolded Jane.
"Not everyone can wear the underwear in mypany! For example, Miss Lawrence''s piece costs
at least five figures and has extremely strict requirements for body shape.
"I wouldn''t invite someone with a body like yours, Miss Berry, to be a model because it would be
disrespectful to my product and to my clients."
As the words fell, there was pin-drop silence in the shop.
Jane waspletely battered by the retort, and the mes of anger was ignited within herself,
constantly seeking an outlet.
The culprit who caused her such embarrassment was right in front of her.
Cheyenne hung the clothes back on the hanger and turned to walk over to Abbie, whispering into
her ear with a voice that only two people could hear.
"I''m telling you this out of kindness, Kelvin likes this kind of sexy and seductive type. Men are like
that, they say one thing but mean another."
"However, a high-ssdy like Miss Berry must surely disdain such things. Besides, the size of
this clothing is not quite suitable for you."
After saying this, she paused for a moment.
Then, she covered her mouth with her hand and continued with a smug expression, "I''m sorry; I
was wrong. I forgot about your long illness and how malnutrition caused your figure to shrink,
leading to your withdrawal from the Paris dance troupe."
Abbie was a ballet dancer. In high school, she was the campus belle inAkloit High School. She had
moments of glory. Standing in a golden hall, wearing a white dance dress and dancing gracefully in
front of thousands of people, she received countless flowers and apuse.
But ever since her family went through a sudden upheaval, she was diagnosed with a congenital
heart condition, making it inadvisable for her to continue dancing. She spent most of the past year
lying in bed, relying on hospital care.
Her once-proud figure began to change due to the medication. Her waist was no longer as slim as
before, soft flesh formed on her legs fromck of exercise, and her chest, which had been t,
couldn''tpare to Cheyenne''s fullness.
"Cheyenne, enough!" Abbie coldly shouted.
Finally, she no longer maintained herdylike image in front of others. Abbie with dark eyes and
hateful expressions was the real Abbie who seemed like another person altogether from before.
"I''m just telling the truth. After all, I''ve been his wife for three years. Even if there''s no mental
communication between us, we have sexual intercourse countless times."
"As someone who has been through this before, I am kindly giving you advice," Cheyenne said
while clicking his tongue at Abbie''s anger."Why are you so angry? Could it be because he doesn''t
want you now?"
"It shouldn''t be like that. Maybe he loves you so much that he cannot bear to touch you."
Cheyenne''s words seemed to hit on what bothered Abbie most deeply, causing that pretty face to
turn pale with coldness.
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The angrier Abbie got; the more pleased Cheyenne felt inside. Fighting against an Angelic bitch
brought so much joy.
Abbie liked pretending to be gentle, didn''t she? Now let''s see how long can she keep up this act?
Jane standing beside them wasn''t one who would swallow insults quietly. "You really are someone
without a mother which means nobody raised you properly! You can say such shameless things
publicly!"
As soon as Jane finished speaking, Cheyenne lifted her hand, fiercely pping Jane across the
face and making stars appear before Jane''s eyes while bruises formed around them.
Her smile disappeared from her face, and a cold glint shed in her eyes. A faint trace of murderous
intent lingered, instilling fear in those who witnessed it. Despite being shorter than Jane and
appearing much younger, she had amanding presence.
"Who are you to say I don''t have a mother?"
Jane covered her face, and a trickle of blood slowly flowed from the corner of her lips.
But she continued, "Isn''t it true? You are a jinx who killed your mother. Since your mother was
retarded, she gave birth to a shameless daughter like you."
As soon as Jane mentioned Sh, Cheyenne''s bottom line was crossed and shepletely
erupted. Without hesitation, she grabbed Jane by the hair and fiercely pped her before finally
throwing her over her shoulder.
The womany on the ground in disarray.
In the next moment, Cheyenne''s foot stomped hard on her heavily made-up face with swift action
and an imposing manner. Many people were startled and quickly backed away for fear of being
identally hurt.
At the same time they marveled inwardly: this young girl is really fierce!
Look at that woman who was shouting so arrogantly - what good does it do when faced with fists?
"I wanted to talk things out with you guys nicely but you should never insult my mother," Cheyenne
said sternly.
"Although she may not be fully sound in mind, she is kind-hearted and innocent. People like you are
not worthy of mentioning her."
"If I hear even a bad word about my mother from your foul mouth again, I will smash your teeth one
by one."
"Don''t believe me? You can try whether my fist or your teeth are harder!"
Her words were forceful and resounding throughout the room. Everyone broke out in cold sweat
because of this murderous woman.
At this age most girls still enjoy being coddled by their parents while basking in all that youth has to
offer.
What she had experienced made her fickle personality?
She had so many sides like gentle and innocent side, charming and seductive side, and cool and
overbearing side.
Saniya did not develop any aversion towards Cheyenne for hitting someone. On the contrary, she
appreciated Cheyenne for defending her own mother.