Chapter 221: All He Had Was Money


    Chapter 221: All He Had Was Money


    Her delicate hand reached into the pocket of her clothes and she suddenly felt embarrassed. She


    had changed into these clothes at the Foley Mansion and had forgotten that there was no money in


    them. Despite boasting about having five million to spend, she couldn''t find any money now, and the


    people around her looked at Cheyenne with mocking eyes.


    Seeing this, Sam felt nervous for Cheyenne. Was she serious?


    Suddenly, a petite figure appeared in front of Sam. Her bright starry eyes were shining like crystal


    under the summer sky.


    "Ahem... Master Sam, could you lend me five million temporarily? I promise to pay you back as


    soon as I get home today."


    Cheyenne had lived for 21 years, but this was the first time she had ever borrowed money from


    anyone. It was quite embarrassing.


    Her face turned red visibly fast; even her neck blushed pinkish-white color which made her look


    sexy yet cute at the same time.


    Sam paused for a second before his smile deepened slightly on his lips.


    "She must be crazy! Asking someone on the street for five million? Only an idiot would lend it to


    her," an onlooker said sarcastically.


    "Not necessarily," replied another person who overheard their conversation. "I think that guy seems


    to like her quite a bit. He can afford a Rolls-Royce so five million is probably just pocket change."


    "But isn''t that woman wearing white dress saying that young girl is her husband''s mistress? How


    come another suckeres along willing to spend money on her again? Her private life is really


    messed up; I don''t understand it."


    "What''s there not to understand?" said yet another person who joined their conversation. "It''s


    obvious that this woman has found herself another rich sugar daddy."


    All these harsh words were heard by Kelvin whose eyebrows were furrowed tightly together in


    anger and frustration.


    What husband?


    What mistress?


    Did Cheyenne misunderstand something again?


    No wonder when she looked at him earlier, there was such disdain in her beautiful eyes.


    What annoyed Kelvin even more was that Cheyenne would rather borrow money from Sam than


    talk nicely with him!


    In fact, he didn''t care about that car or any other car parked inside his garage - if Cheyenne wanted


    one, then all she needed to do was ask!


    But instead of asking nicely or talking things out with him calmly, why did she have to resort to such


    extreme measures?


    At this moment, Kelvin suddenly remembered a small fragment of memory...


    This car seemed to have belonged to Cheyenne. It was their first anniversary, and his grandpa said


    he should give her a gift. He let Chris pick it out, and Chris chose this blue Cayenne.


    Cheyenne had asked for it, but at that time, she just turned eighteen and had only been driving for


    less than a month. She took it out and almost got into an ident. He got angry and ordered the


    butler not to let Cheyenne near the garage again.


    Since then, the car had been sitting there. When it appeared again, it got broken.


    From start to finish, he never cared about the car. All he wanted was for Cheyenne to stop fighting


    with him. But before Kelvin could speak, Sam stole his thunder.


    "Borrow money? Great! It''s rare that I can help Miss Lawrence with something. To be honest, all I


    have left is money."


    At these words, Cheyenne''s lips twitched slightly as she looked at Sam with amusement. "Do you


    know how punchable you sound right now?"


    The man shrugged nonchntly and pulled out his checkbook from his suit pocket. He quickly


    wrote two strokes on it before handing it over sincerely with both hands, "Miss Lawrence, take five


    million as my thanks for giving me this opportunity."


    Silence fell over everyone present as they stared at the handsome man in white suit like he was


    some kind of freak show attraction.


    It was the first time anyone had ever offered someone else money willingly like this before.


    Looks like all he has left is money.


    Kelvin kept his eyes fixed on every move Cheyenne made; jealousy burning inside him when she


    reached out her slender hand to take the check from Sam.


    He strode towards her, then grabbed her hand tightly before pulling her into his embrace; lifting her


    up horizontally against him while pressing down firmly on the back of her dress so nothing would


    show.


    Cheyenne gasped at Kelvin''s sudden dominance mixed with romance; revealing pearly white teeth


    beneath parted lips which only added more charm onto those round wide-open eyes.


    From where she stood, she could still see Kelvin''s anger brewing fiercely within those sharp eagle-


    like eyes staring down at her hungrily, as if looking upon prey.


    Sam''s hand was in mid-air when suddenly a gust of wind blew by causing the thin check paper


    fluttering away into oblivion. Five million was gone!


    The eyes of the crowd were fixed on the check, which spun in the air beforending on a tree


    branch between two small twigs. Five million! Firste, first served! The group rushed towards


    the tree, scrambling to climb up and grab the check.


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    But Sam seemed to treat it like an ordinary piece of paper and didn''t even nce at it. He elegantly


    withdrew his hand and put his hand in his pocket while saying, "Interesting." A hint of darkness


    shed through his eyes unnoticed.


    "Kelvin..." Abbie''s eyes filled with tears as she looked painfully at Kelvin, who had abandoned her.


    Before Kelvin divorced Cheyenne, Abbie wasn''t worried about anything. But since their divorce, he


    had done many "out-of-line" things and always defended Cheyenne. He was supposed to be the


    person who hated Cheyenne most, right?


    Cheyenne saw Abbie''s expression from the corner of her eye but felt inexplicably happy about it.


    She even reached out and touched Kelvin''s cheek in public.


    Her fair arms wrapped around Kelvin''s neck as a sultry voice said flirtatiously, "Mr. Foley, you really


    scared me there. Luckily, my heart is strong enough."


    What was with this tone? Kelvin looked over as he furrowed his brow. "Cheyenne, speak properly;


    don''t act so cutesy. That doesn''t suit you."


    "Oh really? I thought Mr. Foley liked it," Cheyenne replied coldly before adding, "I made a mistake;


    please put me down first." In an instant, she dropped her yful demeanor and resumed her


    indifferent smile as she tried to jump out of his arms.


    "Don''t move or I won''t be responsible if you fall," said Kelvin firmly as he carried her towards his car


    without even saying goodbye to Sam or Abbie.


    What used to be a love triangle suddenly turned into a square after Sam joined them.


    Those who had just used Cheyenne of being a mistress now felt like they''d been pped in the


    face by reality.