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!

the table and filled it with

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

hungry she was by slightly opening her lips. “Is there any new

all over his

over the glass that was

“No.”

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

“Ah? It’s… over there!”

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

him with sudden brightness, licking

eat anything.

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

closed the door behind him, he coldly asked,

kitchen door, holding onto her waist with both hands. Her fair face rested on them as if she were an

her but gave her a

imagine how Cheyenne managed to survive on just beer

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 course I do!

like such

being looked down upon by Iker who saw that after she stirred it twice, quite some

the bowl; apparently

there were no ingredients left in the refrigerator so she couldn’t prove herself worthy enough for Iker’s taste

tightly, pulling her towards himself and commanding coldly, “What are you running away for? Stay

ruin my delicate skin since I

he didn’t appreciate it which led Cheyenne never stepping foot inside another kitchen again. Compared to

Lawrence are you not going to

pouring in the egg mixture that she

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