She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 529: One Billion in Cash

The most eye-catching vehicle at the forefront was a black 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 flashing red and blue lights and accompanied by familiar background music.

Beep beep...

Citizens speculated 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 dollars 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.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

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 the netizens of this era managed to combine envy, jealousy, and hatred in their complicated emotions as they added captions to the images.

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

There were countless well-crafted copywriting pieces, among which the most popular 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 the comments, 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 black exuded a cool and aloof aura, blending with the light outside.

When Chris entered the room, he suddenly sneezed. He adjusted his collar 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 successfully annoyed by the two men, sent him an eye-rolling emoji.

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

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 successfully intercepted Master Iker before he reached the Lawrence Villa, he could take the lead.

"Chris, give me the real estate certificate for that island."

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

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

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

"Mr. Foley,

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 island didn't have any

commercial value for development, and it was more than fifty nautical miles away from the mainland. 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 the company 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 snowflake-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.

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 glad 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 planning to propose to Miss Lawrence?

Chris's heart was pounding with excitement.