She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 424: Iker’s Return

At the Todd mansion, Iker’s return also stirred up ripples in the otherwise peaceful Todd family, like a stone causing ripples in a lake.

Davon and Thalia greeted him with smiles, but during the welcoming banquet, they made numerous attempts to test Iker’s legs.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to toast, Thalia deliberately spilled wine on Iker’s leg and exaggeratedly exclaimed, “Oops, Iker. I was just trying to toast you, but the wine slipped out. Oh dear, you see, my hands shake as I grow older. You’re not angry, are you?”

Tanner quickly handed a white towel to Iker, who calmly wiped off the spilled wine from his pants. His voice was as cold as frost. “It’s nothing.”

If it were an ordinary person, they would instinctively move away when wine spilled on their legs. But Iker’s lack of reaction meant that his legs were still unresponsive, just as they were before.

During a brief moment when no one was paying attention, Davon exchanged a knowing glance with Thalia.

Kai, sitting in the first seat, furrowed his brows, showing signs of displeasure.

“Isn’t this old Mr. Edwards famous for being a miraculous doctor? Why hasn’t your leg improved? What have you been doing during your stay of over half a month?”

Hearing his father’s clearly angry tone, Iker calmly replied, “It has nothing to do with the Edwards family. Under their treatment, although my legs haven’t regained the ability to stand, the pain has lessened.” Kai’s expression slightly improved upon hearing these words, and he snorted before continuing to eat.

Adrian, standing behind everyone, stared at Iker’s legs with a puzzled expression. The last time at the Foley mansion, he was certain that Cheyenne had learned Thirteen Needles, and according to the normal procedure, Master Iker’s legs should have healed. So why were they still unresponsive? Was Iker pretending?

Iker’s eyes didn’t escape the scrutinizing gaze of Adrian. He turned around and stared directly back at him, calmly asking, “Adrian, do you have something to say?”

The latter quickly raised his wine glass and smiled lightly at him. “Master Iker, you misunderstood me. I’m just happy to see your leg injury healed.”

flashed with a hint of coldness, replying

ate, occasionally casting a look at Iker. The joy in her

he didn’t respond

and his mother, to make them expose their true intentions. Iker nodded in agreement and before hanging up, he told Cheyenne to

icy Master Iker to show concern for

her voice, he chuckled softly, his voice low and magnetic. “Of course,

noisy sound came from the other end

smiling faintly as he stared

of him wearing a pale yellow dress, fresh and bright like a rainbow after

was the only moment he felt relaxed in the past

to miss the days living

from this “prison”, Iker plunged into the

to review the case when she heard a barking sound outside the

slippers and go

the door, she found no one there. She lowered her head and saw Chance, holding a white cloth-wrapped package in its mouth, standing in front of her. Chance looked at her with a pair of shiny, watery black eyes,

against Cheyenne’s leg and placed the white cloth package it was holding in its mouth in front of

was holding. She crouched down

she knew that some cats would bring back dead mice as a way to express goodwill to their owners. Could it be that Chance brought a dead

realized it was unlikely. If it were a mouse, Chance wouldn’t have wrapped it in white

a dog, not

to tell me that you want to give this to me?” Cheyenne asked

“Woof woof.”

a couple of

Such a clever dog.