She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 226: Mr. Todd Cooks by Himself

The reason why that person targeted Eddie and her was probably because they his plans.

Soar Casino, Konner, the Todd family… what was the connection between them?

Cheyenne fell into a deep thought. Suddenly someone’s belly rumbled.

She instinctively looked up at Iker, her red lips curved with a hint of teasing smile. “Master Iker, are you hungry?”

Seeing her starry eyes and sweet smile, Iker couldn’t help but pause for a moment. A hint of laughter flashed in his eyes.

His voice still sounded cold. “Miss Lawrence, it seems like your belly is rumbling.”

As soon as he finished speaking, another “rumbling” sound rang in Cheyenne’s ear again. She looked down to where the sound came from.

Embarrassing. It really was her stomach rumbling.

Her face turned red instantly; she wished she could turn back time and take back what she said just now.

She wanted to watch Iker make fun of themselves but ended up being laughed at instead.

Come to think of it, she woke up at noon after sleeping at the Foley mansion, then had some conflict with Abbie on the street and went to the Todd mansion in the afternoon before finally returning here until now. It had been an entire day since she last ate anything!

Now if she ordered food delivery, it would take more than half an hour to arrive…

Hold on!

as she picked up the water glass on the table and filled it with water before gulping

her stomach, giving her some sense of fullness but only momentarily before hunger pangs

hard not to show how hungry she was by slightly opening her lips. “Is there any new

all over his body. With sharp eyebrows and deep-set eyes staring intently towards Cheyenne’s direction, he suddenly spoke, “I’m also feeling

the glass that was still in hand.

“No.”

Cheyenne wanted to continue their discussion, but Iker interrupted her again, “Where is your

“Ah? It’s… over there!”

lowered her head and whispered, “But I don’t know how to cook. I haven’t been home for

him with sudden brightness, licking her luscious lips full

anything. I’m not

kitchen and opened the fridge. It was indeed empty except for a pile of beer

the door behind him, he coldly asked,

her waist with both hands. Her fair face rested on them as if she were an eager student watching his every move. “Anything is fine… Master Iker can

answer her but gave her a disdainful look

imagine how Cheyenne managed to survive on just beer in

tomatoes into pieces before handing three eggs over to Cheyenne and saying, “Miss Lawrence, you know how to beat eggs right?” Cheyenne immediately took hold of them firmly with determination in her eyes as she replied,”Of

seemed like such an easy

already being looked down upon by Iker who saw that after she stirred it twice, quite some egg mixture had spilled out onto the

the bowl;

she knew how to make was chicken soup but unfortunately there were no ingredients left in the refrigerator so she couldn’t prove

her collar tightly,

delicate skin since

he didn’t appreciate it which led Cheyenne never stepping foot inside another kitchen again. Compared to cooking food herself, she preferred tasting food directly

you

heating up oil in a pan and pouring in the egg mixture