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!

picked up the water glass on the table

sense of fullness but only momentarily before hunger pangs returned once

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

upon his silhouette, making him look like he was covered in silver light all over his body. With sharp eyebrows and deep-set eyes staring intently towards Cheyenne’s direction, he suddenly spoke, “I’m also

smiled cutely, handing him over the glass that was still in

“No.”

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

“Ah? It’s… over there!”

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

round eyes looking at him with sudden brightness, licking

anything. I’m not

the kitchen and opened the fridge. It was indeed empty except for a pile of beer cans, two tomatoes and a row

behind him, he

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

but gave her a disdainful

couldn’t imagine how Cheyenne managed to survive on just beer in

slicing up the 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

such

that after she stirred it twice, quite some egg

the bowl; apparently cooking wasn’t

how to make was chicken soup but unfortunately there were no ingredients left

her collar tightly, pulling her towards himself and commanding coldly, “What are you running

skin since I am

which led Cheyenne never stepping foot inside another kitchen again. Compared to cooking food herself, she preferred tasting

are you not going to

pouring in the egg mixture that she had made earlier. The aroma of eggs filled the air as he added tomatoes to make soup, seasoning it simply