Malaya couldn't understand her stepdaughter, Cheyenne, anymore. When Cheyenne was younger, she was obedient and did whatever Malaya said. But after starting middle school, things changed drastically. Cheyenne began arriving late to class, cheating on exams, and getting into fights—causing trouble daily. Worst of all, she seemed constantly at odds with Malaya. Because Malaya needed to maintain her reputation and couldn't openly confront her stepdaughter, she felt incredibly frustrated.

"Cheyenne," Malaya sighed, sitting beside her stepdaughter, "you and Kelvin were doing so well together; why did you divorce? You're too impulsive! Look around Akloit—where will you find another Kelvin?"

"It's all because she cheated on Kelvin," Nora muttered loudly enough for Cheyenne to hear.

Cheyenne looked up and gave Nora a sarcastic smile. "Nora, did you see me cheating?"

Intimidated, Nora lowered her head. "I-I read about it in the newspaper; don't try denying it."

"Reporters love making mountains out of molehills," Cheyenne said dismissively. "It's true Kelvin and I divorced—anything else? No? Then I'm going upstairs to sleep."

She had been awake half the night worrying. Now she was exhausted.

They really got divorced? The mother and daughter were both happy and worried. When they heard the Foley family's marriage proposal, Nora wanted to marry Cheyenne's place, even trying to ruin Cheyenne's reputation to discourage the Foleys. Fortunately, old Mr. Foley was insistent, preventing their scheme from succeeding. Cheyenne became Mrs. Foley, a high-ranking lady admired by all, making countless wealthy young women envious. Nora, believing herself no worse than Cheyenne, fainted from anger when the marriage was finalized.

Now divorced, Cheyenne was an abandoned woman—a fact that delighted Nora. However, this divorce also meant the Lawrence family lost the protection of the influential Foley family. Although Kelvin had treated Cheyenne poorly, the Foleys had benefited the Lawrences greatly. Cheyenne felt she owed them nothing; their treatment of her as a commodity, sold for an exorbitant bride price, had deeply hurt her. This is why she rarely visited home after marrying. She didn't consider them worthy of her family's love.

A thought struck Malaya: Given the Foleys' wealth, Cheyenne must have received substantial assets in the divorce. Greedily, she smiled ingratiatingly.

"You divorced Mr. Foley. That's okay, but how much did you get in the settlement? Did he give you a hard time?"

Cheyenne chuckled at Malaya's eagerness. It had only been a day!

"Mr. Foley tried to belittle me by bringing his new lover into our villa. How could I bear such humiliation? I'm the daughter of the Lawrence family, after all. So, when we divorced today, I chose to leave with nothing."

"What?! You left with nothing?!" Malaya and her daughter were shocked speechless.

Cheyenne enjoyed their stunned expressions. They wanted money? Dream on!

"Not even a penny," she continued confidently.

Malaya's smile froze, fury rising within her. Cheyenne is really an idiot to let Kelvin sleep with her for three years for free! she thought.

"What are you looking at me for? If you don't believe me, you can check my bank account. There really isn't a penny in it." During her three years in the Foley villa, she had food and lodging and didn't need much money.

"Why did I give birth to such a brainless bastard like you! You're just like your mother!" A shout of anger erupted from the entrance.

The house shook slightly, the crystal chandelier shimmering. Cheyenne squinted, recognizing George. He had gained weight, his beer belly prominent. His chubby face trembled with anger. His small eyes, behind thin gold-rimmed glasses, blazed.

When George mentioned her mother, Selah, sadness flickered in Cheyenne's eyes. She calmly placed her cup on the table, stood, and met his gaze fearlessly.

"You knew my mother had intellectual disabilities before your marriage," she said coldly. "If it weren't for the Edwards family's wealth, would you have married her? And now, who do you think you are to call her brainless?" George had been an ordinary factory worker.

"And Selah was one of the prettiest girls in Akloit." Unfortunately, she was intellectually disabled.

Their disparate statuses explained their relationship. George had worked diligently, impressing Cheyenne's great-grandfather, the chairman, leading to a promotion and an introduction to Selah. He married into the Edwards family, attracted by her simplicity and loveliness.

Years later, a financial crisis struck. Cheyenne's great-grandfather committed suicide. The Edwards Group was in jeopardy. Selah, pregnant, received little care from George, who was busy saving the company. Selah died in childbirth. George steered the Edwards Group through the crisis, renaming it the Lawrence Group. Ironically, he claimed marrying Malaya was for Cheyenne's benefit!

George's face darkened under Cheyenne's sarcasm, but he couldn't refute her.

"Cheyenne, you're getting more and more audacious. I'm your father!"

His roar echoed, making everyone tremble except Cheyenne. She yawned lazily.

"I know. If there's nothing else, I'll go upstairs and rest. Divorce is exhausting." She turned and left.