The most eye-catching vehicle at the forefront was a ck convertible luxury car, a Ferrari. Following closely behind was none other than the hero who had recently made headlines in the newspapers – Gordon.


    He was dressed in a handsome blue uniform, riding a motorcycle with shing red and blue lights and apanied by familiar background music.


    Beep beep…


    Citizens spected whether there was another major economic crime happening recently.


    When the truth of the matter was revealed, everyone was thunderstruck.


    Contrary to suspicions of conspiracy or a major economic crime, it was all because a wealthy man wanted to give money to someone else…


    And that wealthy man was none other than the renowned scion of the Todd family and Major General, Iker Todd.


    The money was his gift to Cheyenne!


    They say it amounted to a whopping one billion dors in cash.


    No wonder Iker had to invite the police to provide security. If someone with ill intentions set their sights on it, it could lead to a major social incident.


    Onlookers who made way for the procession thought that Iker was going to propose to this girl named “Cheyenne.” They lifted their phones and took pictures, quickly sharing them online.


    One couldn’t fathom how theizens of this era managed tobine envy, jealousy, and hatred in theirplicated emotions as they added captions to the images.


    Within the span of a morning, it went viral across the inte.


    There were countless well-crafted copywriting pieces, among which the most popr one was this line: “To grant one person favoritism and express generous love for the rest of their lives.”


    Now, if you randomly clicked on a webpage, the pop-up titles would read, “Super-rich Mogul’s Exorbitant Dowry for Divorced Woman.”


    Opinions were divided in thements, but Cheyenne remained blissfully unaware that she was about to be struck by a tremendous fortune.


    She was still wearing a thin and cute nightgown, with her hair unkempt, walking her dog on a leash.


    Meanwhile, in the office of the Foley Group, a palpable sense of gloom and tension filled the air, suffocating everyone present.


    These oppressive and somber vibes emanated from a man.


    By the floor-to-ceiling window, a figure dressed in ck exuded a cool and aloof aura, blending with the light outside.


    When Chris entered the room, he suddenly sneezed. He adjusted his cor and wondered if he had somehow entered winter ahead of time.


    Perhaps he should put on more clothes!


    Kelvin’s voice rang in his ears, “Contact Spider. Find out what Cheyenne is doing right now.”


    Chris opened his mouth, eager to tell Kelvin that he only asked about it half an hour ago, but he just answered, “Yes.”


    Shortly after, Spider who had been sessfully annoyed by the two men, sent him an eye-rolling emoji.


    “Mr. Foley, the rm clock went off five minutes ago. Miss Lawrence turned off the rm and went back to sleep. However, she changed her sleeping position from lying down to sleeping on her side.”


    So, the rm clock was just a reminder for Miss Lawrence to change her sleeping position.


    After hearing the report, Kelvin finally felt relieved, and his stern face rxed.


    It seemed that Cheyenne had no idea that Master Iker was about to arrive with a dowry to confess his love.


    It meant that as long as he sessfully intercepted Master Iker before he reached the Lawrence Vi, he could take the lead.


    “Chris, give me the real estate certificate for that ind.”


    After all, Master Iker was bringing one billion dors. He had bought a private ind for Cheyenne, building a luxurious vi on it to show his sincerity.


    Cheyenne was not the kind of woman who cared about material wealth. Compared to the vulgar disy of wealth, his gesture would touch her heart even more.


    Chris came forward, intending to deliver thetest bad news to Mr. Foley.


    “Mr. Foley, I wanted to report this matter to you. I don’t know how, but our minimum bidding price leaked, and several developers are now interested in buying it.”


    Moreover, their offers were higher.


    Kelvin frowned tightly. This was his personal matter, and apart from Chris, no one else knew about it.


    The ind didn’t have anymercial value for development, and it was more than fifty nautical miles away from the maind. It would be difficult to reach without transportation.


    Were those developers out of their minds?


    Or… was someone deliberately working against him in the dark?


    “For now, let’s hold off and investigate! Find the internal traitor within thepany and punish them severely.”


    Chris had sent people to investigate without Kelvin’s instructions.


    There was a suspicious man at the moment, but there was no conclusive evidence to prove her involvement, so Chris hadn’t reported it to Mr. Foley.


    “Understood.”


    Kelvin couldn’t sit still any longer. He suddenly stood up, opened a drawer, and took out a small square box.


    He opened it.


    A red velvet cloth set off a dazzling diamond ring. The perfectly cut snowke-shaped diamond was approximately ten carats in size, refracting a bright and brilliant light under the sunlight.


    As Kelvin looked at the ring, a warm smile appeared on his face.


    He lightly caressed the ring with his fingertip, his gaze deep.


    This was their wedding ring. When Cheyenne left the Foley mansion, she had left it on the bedside table and didn’t take it with her.Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    It almost ended up in the trash bin, but he happened to see Abbie throw it and stopped her.


    Kelvin couldn’t remember why he wanted to keep this ring at that time.


    But now he was d he did.


    “Chris.”


    Chris, who was suddenly called, became instantly alert and stood up straight.


    “Yes?”


    “I’ll give you twenty minutes. Buy all the red roses from Akloit’s flower shops.”


    “Yes!”


    Could it be that Mr. Foley was nning to propose to Miss Lawrence?


    Chris’s heart was pounding with excitement.