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 her?” He seemed to have forgotten that he himself blackened Cheyenne

didn’t care how Iker saw herself. In fact, she only saw Iker as a benefactor. After she cured him, they might not see each other again, so the argument

on business first. You go write down a list quickly so we can replenish our medicinal

still angry, Layne obediently went downstairs to prepare

arranged him in the room next to hers so that she could take care of him if anything happened at

four moved out, she had

open the door, his expression was extremely

of pink – pink stars on the windowsill, a pink princess bed with

a room for little girls? Even if Iker went back to being seven or eight years old, he couldn’t sleep in such a girly

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

style of all the rooms are the same except for

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

he said with regret on her face; those dolls were personally selected by her and

your leg injury… should be treated first,” He glanced at Cheyenne’s knee where there were still red marks from wounds covered by dust which made it look pale pink

capable assistant as everything he ordered earlier was

top-to-bottom it exuded Iker’s

some time passed by, Cheyenne wore an apricot-colored silk camisole dress draped over same-color belt-style bathrobe

showing off slender ankles painted bright red nail

sofa lifting up one foot

were also known as “blue enchantresses,” and Cheyenne at this moment was like an