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.

his granddaughter, Layne got angry again. “What 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 in

as a benefactor. After she cured him, they might not

let’s focus on business first. You go write down a list quickly so we can replenish our

Although still angry, Layne obediently went downstairs to prepare

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

moved out, she had the villa redecorated

Iker pushed open the door,

pink stars on the windowsill,

Even if Iker went back to being seven or eight years old, he couldn’t sleep in such a

and spoke in a dull

this villa, the decoration style of all the rooms are the same except for my grandfather’s room. Master Iker, do you want to

“No need! Take away those dolls for me.

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

glanced at Cheyenne’s knee where there were still red marks from wounds covered by dust which made

everything he ordered earlier was done

girlish bedroom now looked brand new; from top-to-bottom it exuded Iker’s style – simple

draped over same-color belt-style bathrobe while her wet hair

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

sofa lifting up one foot revealing tender smooth legs

a hint of damp fragrance, like the scent of blue roses. Blue roses were also known as “blue enchantresses,” and Cheyenne at this moment was like an