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!

up the water glass on the table and filled it with water before gulping down one

her stomach, giving her some sense of

hungry she was by slightly opening her lips. “Is there any new progress regarding Konner’s matter

his silhouette, making him look like he was covered in silver light all over his body. With sharp eyebrows and deep-set eyes

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

“No.”

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

“Ah? It’s… over there!”

a flick 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 and I’m afraid there’s nothing to eat in

her round eyes looking at him with sudden brightness, licking

eat anything. I’m

fridge. It was indeed empty except

the door behind him, he coldly asked, “Tomato egg noodles

her waist with both hands. Her fair face rested on them as if she were

didn’t answer her but gave her

survive on just beer in

how to beat eggs right?” Cheyenne immediately took hold of them firmly with

such

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

while putting down the bowl; apparently cooking wasn’t meant

make was chicken soup but unfortunately there were no ingredients left in the refrigerator

of her collar tightly, pulling her towards himself and commanding coldly, “What

smoke from cooking will ruin my delicate skin since I

impress someone special but unfortunately he didn’t appreciate it which led Cheyenne

are you

and grabbed onto 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 the air as he added tomatoes to