She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 115: Let Cheyenne Trouble Me

Cheyenne stood before everyone, still cold and proud. Her silver dress made her look like a goddess.

When faced with the accusations from George and Malaya, Cheyenne seemed indifferent. She even sneered.

“I don’t know where you got the nerve to say that. This dress belongs to Master Iker. Only he can decide who it should be given to.”

Iker said coldly, “This dress is only worthy of Cheyenne. What is Nora anyway?”

“George, remember to transfer the four million on time to me, or your family business would face bankruptcy.”

The warning filled with anger made George break out in a cold sweat. He tried to please Master Iker and see if he could get some more time.

But he was scared off by Iker’s imposing manner before he could even open his mouth.

“Well… Master Iker, don’t worry about it. The four… four million will be transferred on time.”

In fact, for nobles like Iker, four million was just small change.

But he couldn’t stand those people who bullied Cheyenne.

“Hmm.”

After this incident, Nora had feel shame for continuing to stay here. She put on her father’s coat and stood up with her mother’s help.

to tell Cheyenne, “Cheyenne! All my shame

can you blame Cheyenne when you embarrassed

towards

afraid of Nora but Omari’s straightforward declaration made her feel warm inside. She wasn’t an emotionless person. Every time she was in danger since meeting Omari, it was him who saved

for herself but her heart was so small that it could only accommodate

many times persuading Omari into finding someone suitable instead of pursuing herself but his

them, and he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy. “Cheyenne, come over

had planned for her to be his companion for the evening, but she had been standing next to Omari ever since she walked in. There was a reason for her not to wear the dress he gave her, but there was no reason for her to

why did I care who Cheyenne was with? I don’t even like that woman! I just…

and frustration one moment and

have noticed it, but Tanner could see clearly that Master Iker seemed different around Miss Lawrence than any

a second glance at any woman because they were too fragile and always crying about something. But now with Miss Lawrence…

disheveled along with his daughter while

Next time, let me make it up by buying you a bottle of good wine.” ‘Is she

turned towards Iker, giving

Cheyenne is mine,” Omari said firmly. “Tonight, I’m just temporarily lending her to you. Make sure to return Cheyenne to me exactly as she

after hearing such words from Omari as if

it; I’m not interested in Cheyenne anyway. It’s just that I dislike people who promise things and don’t

walked up to Iker and patted his shoulder, pushing Tanner aside. “Master ker is right. My Cheyenne has a bit

tones. Not sure what they were saying, she took a step forward to listen and happened to hear Omari saying she was a

smile. “I haven’t finished yet. Cheyenne is trouble, and I’m afraid she’ll cause trouble to others,

word was spoken in a

most sought-after man in town

he had made a name for

were no less than those of