Became A Queen After divorce

It has been three years since they last met, but the woman in front of him still caught his eye.

When he first met Nora, he knew she was an ambitious girl. Three years later, her ambition was clearly visible in her eyes.

Teagan’s heart fluttered and he licked his lips alluringly.

He took out a business card from his suit jacket and handed it to Nora, implying a lot with his gesture.

Like an elder brother, he said, “This is my business card, Nora. If you ever have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me for help.”

“You and Danielle take your time, I’ll go first.”

Nora was a little hesitant to take the card as her scalp tingled from his burning gaze.

She licked her back teeth and reached out to take it at the thought of Cheyenne having a luxury car and Master Todd’s favor.

“Thank you, Teagan.”

Jane didn’t notice the subtle flirtation between the two, but she thought Teagan giving Nora his business card was a bit unnecessary. Isn’t Nora a good friend of his sister?

Maybe she was overthinking it.

After she dated Teagan, he completely cut ties with the women he once flirted with and had stayed loyal for the past two years.

Jane took a step forward and grabbed the man’s arm, saying in a cold voice, “Let’s go. My father said he wanted to introduce an important guest to you. Don’t keep them waiting too long.”

“Um.”

The two of them left the spot hand in hand, but Nora’s gaze remained fixed on the man’s back.

As they walked away side by side, they looked like a match made in heaven.

Danielle said goodbye to her older brother and future sister-in-law, and turned around to see her friend still standing there with a dumbfounded look on her face. She reached out and waved her hand in front of Nora.

“Nora, wake up. Why are you daydreaming?”

She came back to her senses and tightly held the business card in her hand. She asked, pretending to be casual, “Danielle, what’s the background of your brother’s girlfriend?”This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

When talking about her older brother’s girlfriend, Danielle’s face was filled with pride.

“She is the young lady of the Berry family. You know the Berry family, right? Cody Berry, the second largest shareholder of the Foley Group, is her father.”

Another name immediately came to Nora’s mind, and she grabbed Danielle’s arm excitedly.

“So, what’s her… what’s her relationship with Abbie Berry?”

“Abbie is the cousin of my future sister-in-law, and also the future wife of the CEO of the Foley Group.”

Danielle suddenly remembered that Mr. Foley’s ex-wife was Cheyenne and thought the mention of Abbie might anger Nora, since Abbie was her former brother-in-law’s mistress.

But Nora seemed even more excited than Danielle and said with shining eyes, “So that’s how it is.”

Cheyenne didn’t know what had happened over there. She wandered around the entire exhibition hall by herself. To be honest, she had seen a lot of good things before and was not impressed by these items.

As she approached the end of the hall, a small bronze ornament caught her eye in an inconspicuous corner. She crouched down outside the glass case to take a closer look at the circular object about the size of her palm. The bronze was mottled due to its age and no longer featured traditional figures but rather foxes and nine-headed snakes as if telling some unknown mythological secret.

“Can you read it?” Suddenly an old, hoarse voice came from behind her which nearly scared Cheyenne out of her wits. She took two steps back in surprise with a soft exclamation escaping from between her red lips while cutely looking astonished all over.

After regaining balance on both feet again, she finally turned around to face the person behind her – an elderly man who looked about sixty years old wearing a black cotton linen long gown paired with shiny leather shoes on his feet.

Despite his wrinkled face, he still retained traces of handsomeness from his youth. He spoke with a bronze pipe in his mouth making buzzing water sounds while emitting purple smoke that slowly rose up into view causing his features to become blurred instantly giving off an odd yet mysterious feeling all over him.

Cheyenne quickly thought through what she wanted to say in her mind before nodding and shaking it again, saying, “I understood some parts but there are still some I don’t understand.”

Her honest attitude made the old man smile kindly as he looked at Cheyenne’s face with gentle eyes, asking, “Tell me then, what did you understand? And what do you have trouble understanding?”

This made Cheyenne feel like being called upon by a history teacher during class time; despite feeling nervous inside when meeting this elder’s gaze, she bravely replied, “Looking at this gold-plated craftsmanship on this bronze clasp, I can tell it can be traced back to BC 200.”

“The patterns on top are different from ordinary bronzes. According to ancient records, they were first used in Dian Kingdom.”

“What I don’t understand is why there is a fox here? Moreover, why does it have its tail cut off?”

As Cheyenne finished speaking, the old man’s approving gaze grew even stronger and he took a step forward with a smile.

“Miss, you’re quite right. All your understanding about it is correct.”

Just as Cheyenne thought the old man was going to explain why the fox’s tail was cut off, he instead removed his pipe from his mouth and hid it into the sleeve of his long robe with a bitter smile.

“As for what you don’t understand, I’m afraid even I can’t explain.”

Cheyenne was speechless. What a waste of emotions.

Seeing her roll her eyes in secret, the old man smiled and added, “However, I do have the other half of this bronze clasp.”

As soon as he spoke those words, Cheyenne was stunned. How could that be possible?

Sensing her disbelief in his words, the old man chuckled awkwardly and explained further, “It’s at my house. It isn’t convenient to bring it out today.”

“You can talk all you want. After all, talking big doesn’t cost anything,” Cheyenne retorted.

Huh?

This was actually the first time that someone had accused him of bragging. The old man found it rather refreshing.

“I’m not bragging,” he insisted.

Cheyenne patted him on the shoulder with an understanding expression on her face. “Alright then. Talking big is good for your mental health and self-confidence building. At your age, it’s natural to enjoy boasting about things like my grandfather does too.”

The old man couldn’t help but laugh at this response while also wondering who exactly this girl’s grandfather was.

“What is your name?” He asked curiously.

Just as Cheyenne was about to answer him, she heard some commotion nearby – Nora had been surrounded by the crowd with Danielle crying beside her looking distraught.

“What happened?” She couldn’t help but walk over curiously.

There before them hung an ink painting landscape which now had one scratch near its bottom right corner, effectively ruining its entire appearance.