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!

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

sense of fullness but only momentarily before hunger pangs returned once

to show how hungry she was by slightly opening her lips. “Is there

in silver light all over his body. With sharp eyebrows and deep-set eyes staring intently towards Cheyenne’s

paused briefly, then smiled cutely, handing him over the glass that was still in hand.

“No.”

continue their discussion, but Iker interrupted her again, “Where is

“Ah? It’s… over there!”

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

looking at him with sudden brightness, licking her luscious lips full

eat anything. I’m

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

him, he coldly asked, “Tomato egg noodles

on them as if she were an

answer her but gave her

imagine how Cheyenne managed to survive on just beer in

to Cheyenne and saying, “Miss Lawrence, you know how to beat eggs

seemed like such an easy

by Iker who saw that after she stirred it twice, quite some egg mixture had spilled out onto

secretly glanced at him while putting down the bowl;

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

noticed that Cheyenne wanted to escape from this situation, so he grabbed hold of her collar tightly, pulling her towards himself and commanding coldly, “What are

skin since I am

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

Miss Lawrence are you not

the door frame, watching Iker in the kitchen. He moved quickly, heating up oil in a pan and pouring in the egg mixture that she had made earlier. The aroma of eggs filled