She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 626: The Peculiar Female Driver

Today, Benson had serrands to run, so Cheyenne didn't have anyone to serve as her free driver. She had to

tidy up and leave twenty minutes early instead. Onistead was always heavily congested, especially today with a

medical convention taking place. She waved down a random blue taxi at the hotel entrance and got in.

"North gate of Central Square, thank you," she said.

The driver was a woman. She wore a short black down jacket paired with fitted blue jeans, and she had a

matching duckbill cap on her head. The cap had a strong design with a few metal rings, giving it a cool and

fashionable look. The brim was pressed low, covering most of her face.

With a voice full of authority, she said, "Sure, please fasten your seatbelt."

When Cheyenne got into the car earlier, she didn't pay much attention to the driver. But now, hearing her voice,

she looked away from her phone screen. Cheyenne carefully observed the black curls of the driver's hair,

noticing a hint of sky blue underneath.

Huh?

A wig?

Cheyenne's gaze was too sharp, causing the driver to cough uneasily and grip the steering wheel nervously with

both hands. Speaking with a fluent Onistead accent, she intentionally struck up a conversation, "It's bustling at

Central Square today. Are you going there for the festivities, Miss?"

Cheyenne put away her phone and casually responded, "Guess."

Awkwardness filled the air...

Spider didn't consider herself much of a conversationalist. She wouldn't have spoken if it weren't to divert the

young lady's attention. "Uh... | can't guess!" she replied. Cheyenne smiled faintly as she looked outside the

window, the hazy sky reflecting off her eyes. The scenery changed.

"If you can't guess, then don't bother. Just drive," she said.

After a while, Spider finally understood that she had been mocked by Cheyenne. She was told to mind her own

business and focus on driving. Oh, it was so difficult!

Spider wanted to focus on driving as well, but ever since they left the hotel, her instincts told her something was

off. They were being followed. Those people were after the young lady. Spider didn't have this feeling when she

had been waiting at the hotel entrance. It all started the moment the young lady got into the car.

They had been followed for two streets and through three traffic lights without being able to shake them off.

Spider had to be on high alert. While waiting for the traffic light to turn green, she quickly planned a route to

evade their pursuers.

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Green light!

Spider stepped on the accelerator and swerved past the car in front of her, moving to the left lane. In doing so,

she nearly collided with the car behind her.

The owner of that car urgently hit the brakes, causing his handsface to slam into the steering wheel.

After sitting up straight, he stared at the taxi in front of him and cursed, "Fuck!"

"My face! She must be jealous of how good-looking | am!"

His assistant, holding a large Samoyed, sat in the back seat. Hearing his brother's pained gasps, he looked at

him with concern. "Chen Chen, are you okay?" Jerangrily pounded the steering wheel and pointed at the

mark on his forehead, reprimanding, "Can't you see it? Look at my face! Do I look fine to you?"

PFft!

The young assistant couldn't hold back his laughter.

Jerfelt the impact of the collision just now, and the logo of the luxury car only left a half-circle mark on his

forehead. It looked like a moon. Despite being injured, his assistant showed no sympathy and was actually

laughing at him If he wasn't driving, he would have jumped over and hit his assistant's head.

He gritted his teeth and resorted to his ultimate weapon.

"Deduct your salary!"

As soon as the issue of deducting the salary was mentioned, the assistant finally becobedient.

He quickly squeezed out a flattering

smile and said, "Ah! No, Jerome, |

was wrong. It's not funny at all. Don't worry, you're still as beautifu as

mar Once we reach Akloit, the

mark on your forehead will fade

away, and shooting a perfect magazine cover won't be a problem."

However, tragedy always strikes unexpectedly.

Just as Jerwas calming down and about to drive away, a car behind him suddenly surged forward, and the

rearview mirror of that car hit his car window. Bang!

The loud sound startled the Samoyed in the backseat, and it went wild in the car, its paws flailing forward.

Jerome's face was scratched, and a thin line of blood emerged, with tiny red droplets forming.

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The young assistant, in a state of panic, hugged the Samoyed tightly. They clung to each other, trembling in fear.

They were in trouble.

Now shooting the magazine cover was out of the question.

Not being able to shoot the magazine cover was one thing, but Jercared most about his face.

No joking, he was so narcissistic that he had bought a 30 million insurance policy for his face and even applied

for a patent...

"Bo, you're in trouble now."

"Woof woof."

Unexpectedly, the irritable Jerfell into a daze this tand didn't scold them.

In fact, Jerwas still pondering whether the vague words he overheard were true or false. Those people said,

"We must capture Cheyenne." Does that mean Cheyenne is not dead?

Spider tightened his grip on the

steering wheel and drove with Cheyenne towards the intricate alleys that branched out from the

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As she spoke, her slender white hand subtly reached behind her, touching her waist. The glimmer of a silver

needle flashed between her fingers, exuding a dangerous aura.

Cheyenne's alert and ruthless actions impressed Spider, but also left her feeling helpless.

She cleared her throat and explained in a low voice, "Dear customer, there's no need to panic. We're taking this

route because there's a traffic jam ahead, and this way will cut the distance in half."

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