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 Mr. Lara, but

on her, Cheyenne grew angry. Who was he

to be with was her own business. Unlike him who had an affair with his childhood sweetheart when they were still

slender fingers were delicate and fair-skinned

them started discussing business

else she wouldn’t show up herself. But who doesn’t know that ever since the car

going!” Iker refused

only because Kelvin wanted

Emily wanted to see him not for apologizing to

be 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 haven’t

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

want to

ways for him to see the President

orange and handed it over to

left

never expected her to peel an orange for him. The cold, slippery sensation was fleeting, and it was her fingertips that he felt. Kelvin, on

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

special place. Kelvin suddenly remembered the pen she gave him and felt foolish for having

softened as he turned to look at her seriously and replied, “I don’t need

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

the once righteous and brave, confident man had become violent and insecure. He always curled up in his own

advice, Iker fell

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

Should he try it?

and