She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 398: Keep the Tomb

The couple found themselves in a difficult situation and exchanged a brief glance, deciding to resort to playing dirty.

Malaya took a deep breath, discreetly encouraging herself – ‘I am a shrewish woman, who should I be afraid of? As long as I can avoid paying the debt, it doesn’t matter. Besides, Cheyenne won’t be coming back, so this contract is just a piece of waste paper.’

“Master Iker, may I ask if there were witnesses present when this contract was signed?” Malaya immediately seized on the opportunity, coldly sneering, “Aside from old Mr. Edwards, the rest of them are your own men, so their testimony has no credibility.”

“What are you saying? The Todd family is incredibly wealthy, and yet you think we can’t afford five million?” For ordinary people, five million might be an amount to earn for a lifetime, but for the Todd family, it was merely the cost of a garment. Even if the Iker spent a hundred million every month, he wouldn’t be able to exhaust his wealth in his lifetime. Why would he swindle them out of a mere five million? George naturally stood on his wife’s side, playing the role of the pacifier. After all, he was afraid of offending the Todd family and facing retaliation. They were just a small family, unable to afford to offend these wealthy and powerful families.

“Master Iker, please calm down. My wife did not mean to offend you. It’s just that Cheyenne may have encountered a misfortune, and as her father, I am also heartbroken.” George tried to reason. “But people must always look forward. She has had a difficult life, growing up without a mother. Now, at such a young age, she is gone. This house is the only thing she left me, so I hope you understand, Master Iker.” Iker originally thought Kai was despicable enough, but now he realized that Cheyenne had suffered even more than he imagined. Had this selfish and hypocritical father ever shown her a shred of love? Iker fel anger towards Cheyenne’s circumstances, and under the influence of this empathy, he couldn’t even look kindly upon George.

With narrowed deep-set eyes and hands clasped together, he slowly traced his thumb along the back of his hand, a gesture full of hidden meaning. The sharp scrutiny in his gaze was oppressive, exerting a dominating pressure that made George’s scalp tingle.

In his mind, George muttered to himself, ‘Iker was just a useless person sitting in a wheelchair, so how could he possess such a powerful and terrifying presence?’ But then he remembered – Iker had once been in the military. He had killed people.

stained with blood…’ George thought to himself, regretting that he had listened to Nora’s words when he saw Iker’s elegant and clearly articulated hands beckoning to him. “Well…” George’s words faltered, his face turning red as he didn’t know how to answer

me speak. As far as I know, she has been missing for three days. Master Iker and the police seem to be searching for her everywhere.” “The

would be good to have

time. They believed Miss Lawrence was dead even though she hadn’t been

then, a slightly hoarse but melodious voice sounded from the doorway, “My dear little sister, I think

The voice!

whom he had been thinking about day and night for the past three days, was none other than Cheyenne. She appeared thinner, with several new wounds on her feet, while old Mr.

left the

on the two of them and took bold steps towards George,

George had never

smiling and

was delivered swiftly

swelled up high, bowing his head and apologizing. “Dad, you’ve misunderstood. Malaya and I heard that Cheyenne

slapped and took out a

person she was. Without giving her any respect, he gave her a slap in the face. “Master Iker

for their family of four! Why