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.’

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

was a bit

glared at Tanner and

playful smile as he winked at Cheyenne and whispered softly, ‘Master Iker

Cheyenne was left speechless.

to be a matchmaker, but unfortunately… Master

proceeded to perform

its root, he ground it into a powder and mixed it with other herbs to create a black paste which he applied

high on her head. Beads of sweat

her hand, Cheyenne rotated them

stand up like a normal person. Congratulations,’

his wheelchair tightly, biting his lips. As time passed, the medicine on his legs would begin to

forget your favor,’ he said, his voice sounding somewhat restrained, each word pronounced

enough to save you from giving money, do you? No need to thank me;

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

were after his money. However, when it came to Cheyenne, a trace of regret suddenly welled up in

was she only interested in his money? Was

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

end, he suppressed all his emotions and

was destined to die before

Iker the whole time, couldn’t contain his excitement. As Cheyenne finished removing the last silver needle, he eagerly

can my master he stand

the wheelchair’s arms,

fell into a hushed silence, and the sound of their breathing

a bit nervous herself, and she unconsciously covered the left side of her

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

his composed