She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 256: Wanting Cheyenne to Be Her Sister-in-law

Kate was feeling extremely irritable and had no one to confide in. If she told her brother, he might get so angry that he would kill Timothy. Her brother was such a gentle person and should focus on his career, which he loved so much. As for Reece, she couldn’t even tell him because he would probably make fun of her.

After thinking it over, the only person she could share this with was her best friend Cheyenne. Kate called her up but unfortunately Cheyenne was taking a shower upstairs and Iker answered the phone instead “May I ask who’s calling?” A man’s voice came from the other end of the line!!!

This shocked Kate and she didn’t say anything at first. She quickly checked the number she dialed on her phone screen and saw that it was indeed Cheyenne’s number.

The voice sounded quite nice actually, somewhat husky but not at all old – like a young man in his mid-twenties or so.

Iker waited for some time but didn’t hear any response from Kate. He frowned slightly as it interrupted his reading progress before finally answering, “Hello handsome… I mean… I’m looking for Cheyenne. Is she there?”

The man instinctively looked up at the closed door of the second floor bathroom before replying coldly, “She’s taking a shower right now, not convenient.”

Before Kate could say anything else, the man hung up quickly and went back to burying himself in his book without any care.

the green field with wind blowing around her hair while

guy just said that Cheyenne was taking

to have dirty thoughts about

tried to accept someone else! It was just too bad that this guy wasn’t her brother! She still wanted

the Lawrence

hair cascaded down her back, and water droplets trickled from the tips of her

by the steam, appeared even rosier, and her clear, shining eyes focused on Iker. As she used a towel to dry her hair, she asked, “What’s

had any idea what danger meant. Here she was, sitting in front of him so casually, drying her hair, tilting her neck to the side. Her clothing had slipped, revealing the graceful and elongated swan-like

even faced the temptation of beautiful bodies. Back then, he could look at those sleek, clean female figures without a hint of change in his expression. He was the first to complete training in the shortest time among his

her hair in front of him, and he found

was convinced that Cheyenne had some kind of toxin that

girl named Kate. I answered it for you earlier, but

curious about why Kate had chosen to call instead. With her hair almost half-dried,

the towel used to dry her hair on the couch and headed towards

“Miss Lawrence, it’s better for girls to dry their hair thoroughly, especially in this weather. Or else you might catch cold.” He, a patient, was offering advice