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!

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

some sense of fullness but

frowned while trying hard not to show how hungry she was by slightly opening her lips. “Is there any new progress regarding Konner’s

like he was covered in silver light all over his body.

smiled cutely, handing him over the glass

“No.”

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

“Ah? It’s… over there!”

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

eyes looking at him with sudden

anything. I’m

fridge. It was indeed empty except for a pile of beer cans, two

door behind him, he coldly asked,

limped over to the kitchen door, holding onto her waist with both hands. Her fair face rested on them as if she were an eager student watching his

gave her a disdainful

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

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! Do you

seemed like such an easy

saw that after she

secretly glanced at him while putting down the bowl; apparently cooking wasn’t meant for someone like

were no ingredients left in the refrigerator so she couldn’t prove herself worthy enough

from this situation, so he grabbed hold of her collar tightly, pulling her towards himself and commanding coldly, “What are you running

my delicate skin since I am

had only ever cooked once before in order to impress someone 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 tasting food

Lawrence are you not going to eat

and pouring in the egg mixture that