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.

did she

on her, Cheyenne grew angry. Who was

business. Unlike him who had an affair with his childhood sweetheart when they

slender fingers were delicate and fair-skinned like works of art

of them started discussing

else she wouldn’t show up herself. But

Iker refused Kelvin’s invitation without

invited him only because Kelvin wanted to please Emily and meet

Emily wanted to see him not for

so quick to refuse. Miss Davidson just wants to catch up with you. We grew up together as friends. Besides, the more you avoid it, the more the media out there might think you

one can force me.” As Iker said this, his gaze was mostly fixed on Kelvin. It was

nonchalantly, “If Master Iker doesn’t want to go, then that’s fine.

were other ways for him to see

peeled an orange and handed it over

left both

expected her to peel an orange for him. The cold, slippery sensation was fleeting, and it

had even playfully demanded that he peel one for her before. At the auction last time, even Mr. Lara himself peeled an

heart, Iker held a special place. Kelvin suddenly remembered the pen she gave him and felt foolish for having it repaired. Even if it were fixed now, it would

it and have some fun outside,” Cheyenne said with a light laugh. Upon hearing this, lker’s stern expression softened as he turned to look at her seriously and replied, “I don’t need to.” “You do need to,”

was his emotional turmoil –

confident man had become violent and insecure. He always curled up in his

advice, Iker fell into deep

it in his

Should he try it?

and embrace