She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 357: On Iker’s Treat

The evening sky was slowly turning, with the setting sun casting a brilliant hue across half of the sky. Cheyenne walked home, her steps following the shadows of pedestrians on the street.

Inside the house, the warm glow of small lights illuminated the room, and a sumptuous dinner was already laid out on the table. Her grandfather sat at the head of the table, casually reading the evening newspaper.

Iker, too, sat quietly in his seat, eyes closed, taking a moment to relax.

When he heard footsteps approaching the door, he slowly opened his eyes and said coolly, ‘You’re back.’

Cheyenne immediately noticed the dinner spread on the table and quickened her pace, taking a seat across from Master Iker. She rolled up her sleeves and prepared to dig in.

‘Why is dinner so lavish today? This doesn’t seem like your usual style, Grandpa,’ she remarked.

Layne was a frugal old man who usually kept meals simple, with just two dishes and a soup when they ate together.

Today was different, with a table full of delicious dishes, including honey-glazed chicken, cola chicken wings, yam duck, and even hairy crabs. It was incredibly thoughtful!

Layne snorted and rolled up the newspaper in his hand, playfully hitting her on the back of her hand. ‘Go wash your hands first. All these dishes were arranged by Master Iker. I’m just an old man; how would I get the money to buy you all this good food?’

The dishes were arranged by Master Iker?

Cheyenne lifted her chin and glanced at the handsome man in front of her, giving him a faint smile. ‘Well, thanks, Master Iker.’

Tonight was her final treatment session, and after acupuncture, he would be able to attempt standing up. She figured Iker must be grateful for her hard work, which was why he had generously treated her to this meal.

As she turned to go wash her hands, Cheyenne couldn’t help but voice her curiosity, ‘But, Master Iker, how did you know what I like to eat?’

Tanner, who had been standing silently nearby, chuckled and answered her question before Iker could. ‘Miss Lawrence, all of these were personally inquired about by Master Iker from the kitchen’s chef before instructing me to prepare them.’

up upon hearing this statement. His puzzled and sharp gaze turned toward the calm

was a bit

ears were faintly heating up as he glared at Tanner and scolded, ‘You

smile as he winked at Cheyenne and

Cheyenne was left speechless.

intended to be a matchmaker, but unfortunately… Master Iker and she was

dinner, as promised, Cheyenne proceeded to perform acupuncture on

Rejuvenated Herb Cheyenne had obtained at the auction. Taking a section of its root, he ground it into a powder and mixed it with other herbs to create a black paste which he applied

butterfly, her wavy chestnut hair piled high on her head. Beads of sweat glistened on her fair forehead

her hand, Cheyenne rotated them and gently removed them

stand up

the armrests of his wheelchair tightly, biting his lips. As

favor,’ he said, his voice sounding somewhat restrained, each

for a moment, and she raised an eyebrow. ‘Master Iker, you don’t think a simple thank you is enough to save you from

and his resolute face, covered in sweat, softened slightly. His gaze was intense as he looked directly at her. ‘Miss Lawrence,

this, he would undoubtedly think they were after his money. However, when it came to Cheyenne,

his money? Was

his legs were crippled, Cheyenne had Omari, a perfect bodyguard, by her side. But now that his legs were healed and Omari probably wouldn’t return to Akloit, she should try to

through countless thoughts, but in the end, he suppressed all his emotions and decided

inside him. If he was destined to die before thirty, there was no need to burden her with

couldn’t contain his excitement. As Cheyenne finished removing the last silver needle,

my master he stand

his words fell, Iker supported himself on the wheelchair’s arms, and he

hushed silence, and the sound of

a bit nervous herself, and she unconsciously

the room cast a glow on his face. He lowered his head, and his deep-set

composed demeanor, his clenched