She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 593: I Can Give You Two Million

Cheyenne calmly retrieved the silver needle, carefully placing each one back into her storage pouch. She secured it with a tie and tucked it into the pocket of her coat.

Hayden, on the other hand, was left speechless by her impressive acupuncture skills. His father's epilepsy was an inherited condition that had tormented him since he was young, and despite seeking treatmen from renowned doctors both at home and abroad, there had been no cure but only pain relief.

Unexpected situations like the tense one they had just experienced were rare. If it weren't for Cheyenne, he worried his father might have succumbed to the agony and bitten his own tongue to end the suffering.

Looking back now, the two million dollars he had paid was worthwhile.

"May I borrow a pen?" Cheyenne paid no attention to the awe-struck onlookers. The delay had caused over ten minutes to pass, and she couldn't afford to be late for the competition. With a graceful stride, she approached Hayden's assistant and extended her delicate, fair hand, making a soft inquiry, "Do you have one?"

"Ah? Yes... yes, I do."

The girl standing before him was exquisitely beautiful, with flawless skin when seen up close. Her rosy lips, pearly white teeth, and bright eyes were captivating enough to outshine anyone on the street, even without makeup.

He had previously thought Miss Emily was the goddess, but now, this young lady with few words seemed more charming.

Cheyenne received the pen and politely nodded at him, whispering a "thank you." She then took out a tissue from her handbag, unfolded it, and spread it on the hood of the luxury car. Bending down, she carefully wrote the pharmacy.

Hayden helped his now conscious father to stand, and the observant assistant promptly handed a tissue to the chairman to wipe off the foam from his beard.

Leon's face turned slightly red. When he was about to cross the road, the green light suddenly turned red, and a car from the opposite side quickly approached, honking as it neared him, provoking an accelerated heartbeat and causing him to black out.

He didn't even notice the car approaching from behind. When he realized that the beautiful girl before him was Cheyenne, he lowered his head and stammered, "Thank you, young lady." However, he was puzzled, because when Cheyenne's gaze met his, it was as if she was looking at a strange elderly person. She handed the tissue to Hayden without hesitation. "Follow the prescription written on it, take it twice a day, and after three treatment cycles, your father can be completely cured," she said.

Hayden's pupils dilated with excitement, his eyes shining brightly as he looked at her, his voice filled with excitement.

"Cured? Miss Lawrence, is it true? My father has suffered from this illness for many years, and we have only been able to manage the symptoms, never addressing the root cause."

"If it can truly cure him, I can give you another two million," he exclaimed.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

Cheyenne's lips twitched, her eyes reflecting a hint of frustration as if saying, "Why didn't you say that earlier?" Her cool and aloof demeanor instantly transformed into a confused and adorable expression. After muttering with some annoyance, she pouted her red lips. Could she not be angry? This was not about two dollars; it was a whopping two million!

Damn it!

Oh well, since she had already received their money before, she might as well include the prescription in the treatment cost.

"You don't need to give me any more money. I've already given you the prescription. Whether you believe it or not is your business," she replied. "Benson, let's go."

Benson nodded with a smile, greeted Emily, and said, "Miss Davidson, Mr. Lara... We have some matters to attend to, so we'll take our leave." "Safe travels, Miss Lawrence," Hayden bid her farewell.

Hayden's attitude towards Cheyenne had clearly changed from before.

It made the people around them

think that rich people were indeed pragmatic. But from another perspective, for people of such. status if you didn't have the skills and a strong background, why should they respect you?

That young girl had completely conquered them with her abilities.

As Leon watched the slender and delicate figure in white get into the car and gradually disappear from sight, he let out a subtle sigh.

A question popped up in his mind.

If Cheyenne knew that he had once hired a sniper to assassinate her, would she regret having saved him today?

What worried him even more was why she had come to Onistead.

After all, the marriage between the Lara family and the Weaver family was about to begin, and Omari... would be marrying Miss Weaver next month.

Cheyenne's sudden arrival made Leon's mind wander to a certain place. As he looked back, the flush on his face faded, replaced by a serious and cautious expression.

He specifically instructed the two people behind him. "Cheyenne is in Onistead now; you must not let Omari know about it."

Hayden nodded as he supported Leon's arm and walked back to the car. He replied, "Father, rest assured, we will keep this matter a secret."

"Yes, Mr. Lara, you can trust us. Elşa

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is my good friend, and Omari is my future Brother-in-law. I don't want to see his future jeopardized because of that bitch Cheyenne."

For some reason, every time Leon heard her refer to Cheyenne in that way, he felt a bit uncomfortable. Although that girl had taken two million from the Lara family, the fact remained that her treatment had

pulled him back from the brink of

death.

He coughed, "Emily, as the daughter of the President, your words and actions represent the dignity of our country. It would be better to consider your words carefully."

What did she mean by calling Cheyenne a bitch? Is that the kind of language a lady from a prestigious family should use?

Emily's mind blanked for a second, and she quickly smiled, lowering her head in embarrassment as she immediately reached out to support Leon's other arm.

She pretended to be obedient and said, "Mr. Lara, I know I was wrong. I just had a small conflict with that girl, so I was annoyed that she swindled us out of two million."

She spoke with a pitiful tone, thinking that Leon, who seemed to dislike Cheyenne so much, would understand her feelings.

However, she was slapped in the face.

Leon shook off her hand and looked at her with a questioning gaze. His eyes seemed to ask, "Are you saying that my life is not worth two million?"

Emily was scared and didn't mean it that way. "Mr. Lara, you misunderstood me. That's not what I meant."

"Alright, you don't need to support me anymore. The thick phlegm and foam that I just spat out might have dirtied your hand."

"Mr. Lara!"

Surprisingly, as her fiancé, Hayden didn't say a word in her defense. He simply helped Leon and left.

Passing by her side, he said impatiently, "You take care of your own business. I'll take my father home to rest."

He turned and left, leaving her standing alone in the distance.