She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 540: Get Lost

She agreed to it, which also surprised Omari.

He continued by extending a second slender finger, parting his crimson lips as he said, "Second condition, you have to retract this bounty on her!"

Upon hearing this, Leon stomped his feet in anger and cursed in his heart, "Omari, you fool!"

Given such a prime opportunity, he didn't know how to ask the Weaver family to restrain their economic pressure but instead used it to exchange for a seemingly insignificant woman. This spendthrift son, he couldn't possibly be Leon's offspring. If not for the paternity test done earlier proving his parentage, he would definitely have doubted the meaning of life. Secondly, Elsa also agreed.

"I promise you, Cheyenne is not worth my attention."

To be honest, she thought that Leon spending two billion to have Cheyenne killed was completely unnecessary.

"What's the third condition?"

Omari folded his arms and coldly said, "The third condition, stay away from me, because seeing you annoys the hell out of me!"

"Mutual feelings!"

"If you also dislike me, then why force me to marry you? How desperate are you to not be able to get married otherwise?"

Truly a lawyer, he couldn't resort to physical fights, but his verbal skills were just as cutting. Every word, every sentence he uttered, while not profane, was highly insulting.

Elsa's bodyguards once again raised their guns, but she stopped them and cleverly threw a seductive look at him.

"You, the delicate bookworm, are self-absorbed. People lining up to pursue this young lady are queuing all the way to foreign countries. You're simply not my type. As for why I'm forcing you, it's because l-am willing to!"

"You bloody well are insane!"

Omari was so enraged that he almost wanted to strike her. If not for her bodyguards present, he would have surely killed this despicable woman and disposed of her body in the wilderness.

Based on his years of experience, it was simple to find loopholes in the law and walk away unscathed.

She simply enjoyed seeing Omari's desperation and frustration.

How intriguing.

With that, she picked up the treaty and gracefully tore it into pieces, scattering them like snowflakes in the air, creating a picturesque scene.

Every word of this conversation landed in Leon's ears without missing a beat, and he shook his head repeatedly, sighing softly without leaving a trace.

Suddenly, he felt somewhat sympathetic towards his son.

After all, everyone has their own helplessness in this world, don't they?

In any case, the Weaver family's lifespan isn't long. Endure, as long as he can outlast the current daughter-in-law, he can then consider marrying Miss Lawrence.

The night was illuminated by neon lights, bringing a splash of color to the dark sky.

Fantasy Bar, one of the most distinctive bars in Akloit.

It was also a favorite entertainment spot for young people, where the music never stopped and the dance floor was always lively.

At this moment, the middle of the dance floor was pulsating with the latest popular music, and men and women who had been drinking were engaged in intimate dancing. Even though they were strangers, their emotions ran high, leading to passionate kisses.

Onlookers cheered for the young men and women, applauding continuously.

Not far from the dance floor was the bar area, where the mixologists were busy crafting drinks.

This should have been the quietest corner of the bar, but at the moment, it was packed with people and there was no room to move.

Women in the bar crowded around, screaming as they took out their phones and snapped pictures of the man behind the bar.

He looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six standing at six feet three inches tall. He was wearing only a white shirt with the top two buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his solid, bronzed skin.

His muscles were well-defined, his lines smooth. He rolled up his sleeves, exposing his strong forearms, which swayed gracefully with his movements.

Rattling sounds echoed as the ice cubes shook in the silver-white glass, and he wordlessly performed a fancy bartending routine.

As he lifted the glass skillfully, the

transparent liquid inside

transformed into a kaleidoscope of colors under the ambient lights before he effortlessly caughtit in his right hand, without spilling a drop.

Swiftly, he picked up a glass on the table with one hand behind his back, effortlessly catching the drink without even looking.

Then, reaching for a bottle of French brandy on the bar, he poured it slowly into the cocktail, adding lemon juice. And just like that, a Frozen Emperor Orchid was born.

The whole time, his expression

tinge

remained unyielding, but his

flawlessly chiseled features, with a

sharp, lofty nose. The part exposed

to the tight was stunning, and the shifting light highlighted his

captivating eyes and brows.

Yet the other half remained shrouded in darkness, concealing his gaze.

"Oh my god, he's so handsome. He's the refined type I adore."

"He's so skilled! His bartending moves look so practiced and the color of the cocktail is gorgeous. I really want to taste it."

"Is he a bartender? I really want to have a drink with him."

"So handsome! So handsome! Even more charismatic than my idol Chen at home. It's like... he's so alluring and sexy, but his eyes are so cold."

Amidst the clamor of the earthly desires, Omari exuded an air of melancholic desolation from head to toe.

The brooding artistic beauty was particularly adept at stirring a woman's sympathy, thus causing her to fall for him.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

A particularly striking female internet celebrity, with an exquisite figure, strutted over to Omari in high heels, crossing her legs as she perched on a high stool.

Her short skirt just barely covered her backside, and the way she sat on the stool was captivating. She confidently looked up at Omari with a shallow smile and raised her glass to him. "Handsome, would you be so kind as to have a drink with me?"

Omari unhesitatingly lifted his glass and downed it in one gulp, not even bothering to look at her directly.

His cold and indifferent voice replied, "You don't have that privilege. Get lost!"

If she had any sense, she would leave now.

But this female internet celebrity had made a bet with her little cuties in her livestream that she could win over this high-quality man, so how could she leave easily? Summoning her courage, she reached out her fair-skinned hand and grabbed Omari's arm.

In a gentle voice, she coaxed, "Oh, handsome, why are you so aloof? It's just a drink. You're really not giving me any face!"

As she spoke, Omari finally raised his head.

Seeing him up close had left the woman dazzled, and she gawked at him dumbfounded, unable to stop herself from being infatuated.

"Did you inject hyaluronic acid into your brain and mutate from a person into a bald dog? Touch me again, and you'll be doomed. Get lost!" With his final words, the thundering rage was palpable.