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.

to men. Not only did she go after Mr. Lara, but also someone like Iker who was

her, Cheyenne grew

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

up an orange from the table. Her slender fingers were delicate and fair-skinned like works of art

three of them started

where Miss Davidson had requested for Master Iker’s attendance or else she wouldn’t show up herself. But who doesn’t know that

going!” Iker refused Kelvin’s

him only because Kelvin wanted to please

also knew that Emily wanted to see him not for

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 haven’t moved on

no one can force me.” As Iker said this, his gaze was mostly fixed on Kelvin. It was clear that he was warning

“If Master Iker doesn’t want to go,

ways for him to

unknowingly peeled an orange and handed

gesture left both men

peel an orange for him. The cold, slippery sensation was fleeting, and it was her fingertips that he

her before.

had peeled one for Iker herself. It seemed that in her heart, Iker held a special place. Kelvin suddenly remembered the pen she

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,” Cheyenne insisted gently. “Sometimes we are our own worst enemy by not letting ourselves

plagued Iker more than his physical disability was his emotional turmoil – something much harder to cure than any

brave, confident man had become violent and insecure. He always curled up in his own fantasies. Everywhere was mockery and

Iker fell

he suddenly put it in his mouth. It tasted sweet and sour, the best orange he had ever

Should he try it?

and embrace