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.

noticed something was off with the maid and looked up

on the maid. She smiled lightly

me the

health. Let me bring the food to him,” the maid replied nervously. “Is that so?” Cheyenne took the food from her and examined it

skipped a beat, and she looked up

“Miss Lawrence, this dish…”

that case, why don’t you take a

eat it? The maid shook her head repeatedly on the verge of tears. “I can’t do that! This dish is

Because you poisoned it, right?” Cheyenne’s words made the

if cold winter air had swept across an

dare you accuse me of such things? I’ve been working here for two or three years now; Master Iker knows what I am

his eyes, the servants were the same. He didn’t

out if there was poison in this dish? We can have my friend

fell to her knees and grabbed onto Cheyenne’s skirt, tears streaming down her face as she pleaded, “Miss Lawrence,

why are you afraid of me testing it?”

her questioning. Iker knew what was going on

“Tanner!” he called out.

looked surprised when he saw the

thought that such a seemingly gentle girl would dare to poison Master Iker’s

more than to kick her right

to the police station,” Iker said

Iker, please! I really didn’t

without hesitation or

sunglasses quickly entered the room from outside and grabbed onto both of the maid’s arms before dragging her out of the villa against her will while she continued crying