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.

that Iker didn’t like his granddaughter, Layne got angry again. “What did you say? My granddaughter is talented and beautiful. Why

saw herself. In fact, she only saw Iker as a benefactor. After she cured him, they

on business first. You go write down a list quickly

angry, Layne obediently went downstairs to prepare

room next to hers so that she could take care of

out, she had the villa redecorated according

open the door, his

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

just a room for little girls? Even if Iker went back to being seven or eight years old, he

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

only me living in this villa, the decoration style of all the rooms are the same except for my grandfather’s

became even more stiff as he gritted his teeth and said, “No need! Take away those dolls for me. Change the curtains into black opaque ones and replace the carpet with white. The sheets can be changed into gray color

to what he said with regret on her face; those dolls were personally selected by her and looked so

red marks from wounds covered by dust which made it look pale pink all over. “Mm-hmm, see

as everything he ordered earlier was done by the time Cheyenne

brand new; from top-to-bottom it exuded Iker’s style

silk camisole dress draped over

bright red nail polish making them look like they could easily fit

sofa lifting up one foot revealing tender smooth legs right before

scent of blue roses. Blue roses were