She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 69: Poison the Food

In a simple yet elegant bedroom sat a tall figure in black by the floor-to-ceiling window. The light rain outside continued to patter down onto the roof tiles while droplets of water formed in puddles on balcony.

“Drip… drip…”

The sound of water was clear.

“Master Iker, it’s not good for you to take medicine on an empty stomach. Have some food first,” said the maid as she walked in with steaming hot food in hand. Her footsteps were stiff due to nervousness.

The hand holding the wooden tray trembled slightly. Iker didn’t even turn his head, his eyes fixed on the peaceful scenery outside the window.

“Where is she?” A cold and hoarse voice broke the silence.

She? Was Master Iker asking about… Miss Lawrence?

The maid hesitated for a moment before answering, “I haven’t seen Miss Lawrence, Master Iker.”

As she spoke, she nervously handed Iker his food bowl.

He took it without looking up and furrowed his brows tightly. As he picked up his knife and fork, the maid watched him anxiously with her eyes fixed on his lips.

“Hold on!” A clear voice suddenly rang out from the doorway. Cheyenne’s stunning figure appeared before him like a fresh daisy in summer.

The maid was even more nervous now and quickly glanced at Cheyenne. Beads of sweat had soaked through her white shirt, making it look darker than usual.

with the maid and looked up to see who

with her gaze fixed on the maid. She smiled lightly with her red lips parted, exuding an

the

It’s harmful to his health. Let me bring the food to him,” the maid replied nervously. “Is that so?” Cheyenne took the food from her and examined it closely with a smile. “It seems like there’s something extra in this

skipped a beat, and she looked up at Cheyenne with

“Miss Lawrence, this dish…”

you take a

could she eat it? The maid shook her head repeatedly on the verge of tears. “I can’t do that! This dish is specially prepared for Master Iker. I’m just a

right?” Cheyenne’s words made the atmosphere in the room

an open plain, making

maid protested, “Miss Lawrence! How dare you accuse me of such things? I’ve been working here

were the same. He didn’t

this

Cheyenne’s skirt, tears streaming down her face as she pleaded, “Miss Lawrence,

then why are you

the pressure of her questioning. Iker knew what was going

“Tanner!” he called out.

figure walked in – Tanner. He looked surprised when he saw the maid since she had

seemingly gentle

more than to

to the police station,” Iker said

Iker, please! I really didn’t

her away!” he ordered without hesitation or sympathy for the

men in black suits with sunglasses quickly entered the room from outside and grabbed onto both of the maid’s arms before dragging her out