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.

came to men. Not only did she go after

gaze on her, Cheyenne grew angry. Who was he

she chose to be with was her own business. Unlike him who had an affair with

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

three of them started discussing business

she wouldn’t show up herself. But who doesn’t know that ever since the car accident three years ago, Master Iker has been

not going!” Iker refused Kelvin’s

invited him only because Kelvin wanted to please

to see him not for

to catch up with you. We grew up together as friends.

me.” As Iker said this, his gaze was

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

other ways for him

and handed it over

gesture left

him. The cold, slippery sensation was fleeting, and it was her fingertips that he felt. Kelvin,

before. At the auction last time,

It seemed that in her 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

stern expression softened as he turned to look at her seriously and replied, “I don’t need to.” “You do need to,” Cheyenne insisted gently. “Sometimes we

his emotional turmoil – something much harder to cure than any leg ailment could

once righteous and brave, confident man had become violent and insecure. He

Iker fell into deep

down at the orange in his palm, he suddenly put it in his mouth. It

Should he try it?

out and embrace the