She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 97: Master lker Is Childish

Davon, with his “knowing” eyes, glanced back and forth between the two, his laughter carrying a hint of suggestive undertones, echoing in their ears.

“I didn’t expect Miss Lawrence to have such a perfect figure, even the maid outfit looks different on her. No wonder my elder brother was moved!”

Upon hearing this, Cheyenne’s face flushed and she hesitated to speak.

She really wanted to argue that she had only taken a bath here.

Upon second thought, if she were to say that she took a shower here, wouldn’t it be making matters worse?

It was better to remain silent.

Iker took the initiative to defend her and said, “Miss Lawrence and I are not what you think. It’s hard to explain in one sentence, and I don’t need to explain it to you.”

“Let’s talk about the real issue.”

Master Iker truly lived up to his name, he was just that domineering.

One sentence interrupted the explicit topic and suddenly lowered the temperature of the surrounding air by several degrees.

Cheyenne sat obediently next to Iker, lowering her head and adopting a submissive posture that only fueled Kelvin’s anger even more.

She was pretending again!

Despite being a spoiled and shameless woman, she put on this shy and sweet act in front of Iker. Kelvin had always despised her attempts to please him with this attitude before, but now he couldn’t accept it when she used the same approach with others.

she go

his disdainful gaze on her, Cheyenne grew

whoever she chose to be with was her own business. Unlike him

from the table. Her slender fingers were delicate and fair-skinned like works of art as they elegantly peeled away at the

them

Iker’s attendance or else she wouldn’t show up herself.

not going!” Iker refused

knew Kelvin invited him only because Kelvin wanted to please Emily and

that Emily wanted to see him

Davidson just wants to catch up with you. We grew up together as

their business! I don’t want to go, and no one can force me.” As Iker said this, his gaze

Master Iker doesn’t want to

for him to see the

unknowingly peeled an orange and handed

gesture left

sensation was fleeting, and it was her fingertips

and had even playfully demanded that he peel one for her before. At the auction

special place. Kelvin suddenly remembered the pen she gave him and felt foolish for having it repaired. Even if it were fixed

he turned to look at her seriously and replied, “I don’t need to.” “You

emotional turmoil – something much harder

three years’ time, the once righteous and brave, confident man had become violent and insecure. He always curled up in

Cheyenne’s advice, Iker fell into

his mouth. It tasted sweet and sour, the best orange he had

Should he try it?

out and embrace the