She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 225: The Mastermind Came at Iker

Iker didn’t say anything, his lips moved and he uttered a casual sentence, “Where is my room?”

Finally, his words caught the attention of Layne who furrowed his long eyebrows tightly and asked, “What room? Cheyenne, what does Master Iker mean?”

Cheyenne stuck out her tongue and told her grandfather everything with a guilty look on her face.

The next second, the room was filled with Layne’s screams that were so loud that Cheyenne had to cover her ears while being tortured.

“What! Master Iker is going to stay here? How can this be possible! Although you look ordinary-looking, we can’t guarantee that he won’t have any ulterior motives towards you!”

After hearing Layne’s words, Cheyenne widened her eyes in disbelief and pouted slightly, saying, “Grandpa, what are you talking about? I’m ordinary-looking?”

Wasn’t this just another way of calling her ugly? Tanner looked carefully at Cheyenne’s fair face, rosy lips, clear bright eyes and good shape and thought, ‘She’s not ordinary-looking at all!’

Iker’s focus was on Layne’s comment about him having ulterior motives towards Cheyenne; he couldn’t help but curl his lips slightly with a faint smile, saying, “Old Mr. Edwards, don’t worry about it. Although I am lame, there are certain standards when it comes to my other half.”

Cheyenne was a divorced woman who he wouldn’t consider as a life partner. The reason he chose to live in the Lawrence Villa was that he wanted to figure out who was behind the fire.

did you say? My granddaughter is talented and beautiful. Why wouldn’t you like

fact, she only saw Iker as a benefactor. After she cured him, they might not see each other again, so the argument on

write down a list quickly so we can

still angry, Layne obediently went downstairs to

next to hers

the family of four moved out, she had the villa redecorated

open the

his eyes was a sea of pink – pink stars on the windowsill, a pink princess

Even if Iker went back to being seven or eight

an eyebrow and spoke in a dull tone. “Miss Lawrence, may I change

living in this villa, the decoration style of all the rooms are the same except for

away those dolls for me. Change the curtains into black opaque ones and replace the

her face; those dolls were personally selected by her and looked so pretty! Iker really

be treated first,” He glanced at Cheyenne’s knee where there were still red

as everything he ordered earlier was done by the time

from top-to-bottom it exuded Iker’s style

camisole dress draped over

wearing flip-flops showing off slender ankles painted bright red nail polish making them look like

lifting up one

was filled with a hint of damp fragrance, like the scent of blue roses. Blue roses were also known as “blue