She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 542: I'll Be Waiting for You at the Airport

The bedroom was still dimly lit, and Cheyenne couldn't sleep after answering the phone call. She got up, threw on some clothes, and walked over to the window.

Swish.

Pulling back the curtains, she let the cold morning light from outside shine in. Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, she kept thinking about Omari's words just now. "Before eight o'clock, I'll be waiting for you."

What had happened to him? Why did he suddenly get drunk and want to go abroad? This wasn't like the Omari she knew.

Cheyenne licked her rosy lips and pondered for several minutes. Finally, she lit up her phone screen and quickly found Kelvin's phone number.

Dialing.

Kelvin had a habit of early morning exercise, usually out jogging by six o'clock. However, upon receiving her call, the man in the midst of his workout suddenly stopped.

Narrow, deep-set eyes lit up with a hint of surprise, tightly pursed lips curved upward. A suppressed smile lingered at the corner of his mouth. His usually indifferent voice softened several degrees without him even realizing it.

"Good evening, Cheyenne. Is something wrong? Did you..."

Had she changed her mind and was willing to accept his ring? Yesterday, he and his assistant Chris had spent a lot of effort draining the fountain pool to find the ring.

Upon returning, he was angry and wanted to convince himself to give up, to stop thinking about Cheyenne. He had spent a sleepless night, his mind filled with thoughts of Cheyenne's appearance and demeanor. He even dreamed of the bold and daring girl he had seen in his youth.

Ripples of heartache and regret washed over him.

Since he couldn't sleep, he decided to get up and exercise. From three in the morning to now six, he had run for three hours, hoping to exhaust his body so that he wouldn't be distracted by thoughts of Cheyenne.

Who would have expected that the mind was such a mysterious thing? The more you tried to suppress it, the more it ran out of control. Just as he thought about what Cheyenne was doing, she called. "Good evening, Cheyenne. You finally decided to contact me." She had no idea how long he had waited for this call.

Cheyenne directly expressed her purpose, shattering all his beautiful expectations. "Kelvin, I need you to find out what's been going on with Omari recently, why he suddenly wants to leave the country. I don't care about the cost."

She had called him because of another man. In an instant, Kelvin deeply felt the pain, as Cheyenne once again tore open his wounds and poured salt on them.

He forced a bitter smile, thinking that no matter how much it hurt, as long as it was something she needed him to do, even if it meant his death, he would do it. "Alright, I promise you."

"However, I don't want your money. Cheyenne, between you and me, we've never needed to keep accounts so clear."

Even in the past, Kelvin had never mistreated her materially.

With a clenched fist, Cheyenne silently hung up the phone.

On the other end of the screen, Kelvin still looked as happy as if he had just made a major business deal. In his heart, he found solace in the fact that, after the incident, Cheyenne had turned to him first. It indicated that he was beginning to leave a mark on her heart.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Amidst his slumber, Chris suddenly received a call from the CEO, "Contact the Executioner and help me find someone."

Hearing the words "Executioner," Chris immediately got up, dressed, and had an extremely serious expression.

"Yes, sir."

Kelvin lived up to his reputation. He acted quickly, completing a task that might have taken others several days in less than an hour. He quickly sent the information to Cheyenne's email.

It turned out that Omari's father,

Leon, had personally come to Akloit. The reason why Omari suddenly left Onistead and appeared in Akloit was because he had run away from his wedding! The Weaver family was ashamed and used their powerful means to suppress the news.

When Kelvin learned this, he couldn't believe that Omari would go to such lengths and offend the entire Weaver family just for Cheyenne's sake It seemed that Omari was truly a formidable rival.

The Lawrence Villa.

After thinking for a long time, Cheyenne realized that Omari might be under threat. Out of loyalty to her friend, she knew she had to talk to him and minimize the damage At the same time, if he was indeed being threatened, she wanted to help him.

There was still an hour until eight o'clock, and it would only take forty minutes to get to the airport from home. Cheyenne was about to leave when her phone rang.

The caller ID displayed an unfamiliar number. She hesitated, glanced outside the window, and ultimately decided to answer it.

"Who is this?"

A low, hoarse cough came from the other end of the phone. The voice sounded old and weak, indicating that the person on the other end was probably in their seventies or eighties. Cheyenne listened quietly to his cough, waiting for over a minute.

The man continued to ask, "Cheyenne, Miss Lawrence, right?"

How did he know her name? She didn't recognize the number or the voice.

"Who are you!"

The man chuckled in a strange and stern manner, and said with a peculiar tone, "Miss Lawrence, I am Leon."

Leon. He was Mr. Lara's father!!!

Cheyenne held the phone and suddenly felt at a loss. After several seconds, she calmed down from the shock. "Mr. Lara, may I ask what you need from me?"

"Miss Lawrence, I won't beat around the bush. I hope, oh no, let me beg you, to stay away from my son."

At that moment, Cheyenne felt a bit puzzled. She and Omari were just friends.

"Mr. Lara, I think you have misunderstood something. Mr. Lara and I are just friends."

Leon's voice turned even colder, with a hint of warning in his words.

"That would be for the best. But Miss Lawrence, Omari is engaged. His fiancée's family holds immense power, far beyond what your small household can compare to."

"If you truly are his friend, shouldn't you distance yourself from him for the sake of his well-being?"

The sarcasm and condescension in his words made Cheyenne extremely uncomfortable. Yes, the Weaver family was incredibly wealthy, and the Lawrence family was just an ordinary family. But so what! That didn't mean she wanted to compete with Elsa or Zhang Xiaojie, nor had she ever had such thoughts.

"Mr. Lara, whether it is Miss Weaver or Jenna, it has nothing to do with me. Mr. Lara and I are impossible, so you can put your worries aside."

"At the same time, I want to remind you, Mr. Lara, are you truly happy? You clearly know that he doesn't like Miss Weaver, as evidenced by his willingness to run away from the wedding."

Two people like that, how could they be happy after getting married?