She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 294: Tanner Is a Lieutenant

Tanner, dressed in a black suit, stood with his hands behind his back at the top of the stairs, watching the three people in the hall with an expressionless face. His gaze was as vigilant as if he were guarding against intruders.

Nora, feeling irritated, bit her lip and glanced towards the direction of the second floor. Her voice carried a sour tone as she spoke, “Dad, I told you we shouldn’t have come. Cheyenne doesn’t care about you at all.”

From the moment they entered, no greetings or even a glass of water had been offered. George was already feeling slighted, but Nora’s direct accusation only added to his frustration.

“Enough! Do you need to remind me?” George replied with irritation. “You have the time to say all this here. Instead of criticizing Cheyenne, why don’t you learn how to deal with wealthy people? Other than a good reputation, you haven’t brought any substantial benefits. I even spent quite a lot of money in cultivating you.”

Nora, listening to her father’s “criticism,” felt a strong desire to prove herself. Someday, she would make Cheyenne kneel at her feet and become her subordinate. She wanted her father to know that the Lawrence family still needed her to uphold their status.

“Isn’t it just about making connections? If a woman is bold enough, there’s nothing she can’t achieve. And my body is my biggest asset.”

She suddenly remembered a business card that Teagan Parry had given her a long time ago, tucked into her pocket. Nora clenched her fists as if she had made a resolution.

Malaya wanted to speak up for her daughter, but her earlier actions had already earned her a warning glare from her husband. If she continued to go against his wishes, she might become the target of his anger.

Nora, don’t make your dad angry. Dear, let’s go upstairs and see Master Iker. Since we’re here, it would be

were walking upstairs earlier. Now, Malaya’s suggestion perfectly aligned with his intentions. He adjusted his clothes and said, “Let’s go, we should greet Master Iker.” However, just as the family reached the staircase,

George demanded, his anger clear in

“I’m sorry, Mr. Lawrence. Miss Lawrence ordered that no one is allowed to

I am? I’m her father! Do I need permission to go upstairs in my own daughter’s house?!” George exclaimed,

twenty years, and Cheyenne hadn’t even been born when they moved in. Now, he was being denied access by his own daughter. Such a dutiful daughter! Tanner remained composed, and with a look of disdain, he addressed the three of them sternly. “Miss Lawrence ordered that certain individuals have sticky fingers. Even when they’re having tea in the

pale with embarrassment. Cheyenne seemed to be treating them as thieves, which was

go,”

away, but while passing through the living room, he took a deliberate glance at the so-called “antique

was a teacup with a white base and blue floral patterns. There was a small red seal on top, and the

cups at an auction. One cup was valued

only that money

for the one-hundred-million bride price he had demanded from old Mr. Foley in cash. “Let’s go. We’re not welcome here. Tell Cheyenne,

rolled his eyes right in front of George and retorted frankly, “You? You think

left George fuming, and he finally found an opportunity to vent. Malaya, who had been holding back her anger,

even a doorman acts like a tiger? Open your eyes and take a good look. This is your