Became A Queen After divorce

In a simple yet elegant bedroom sat a tall figure in black by the floor-to-ceiling window. The light rain outside continued to patter down onto the roof tiles while droplets of water formed in puddles on balcony.

“Drip… drip…”

The sound of water was clear.

“Master Iker, it’s not good for you to take medicine on an empty stomach. Have some food first,” said the maid as she walked in with steaming hot food in hand. Her footsteps were stiff due to nervousness.

The hand holding the wooden tray trembled slightly. Iker didn’t even turn his head, his eyes fixed on the peaceful scenery outside the window.

“Where is she?” A cold and hoarse voice broke the silence.

She? Was Master Iker asking about… Miss Lawrence?

The maid hesitated for a moment before answering, “I haven’t seen Miss Lawrence, Master Iker.”

As she spoke, she nervously handed Iker his food bowl.

He took it without looking up and furrowed his brows tightly. As he picked up his knife and fork, the maid watched him anxiously with her eyes fixed on his lips.

“Hold on!” A clear voice suddenly rang out from the doorway. Cheyenne’s stunning figure appeared before him like a fresh daisy in summer.

The maid was even more nervous now and quickly glanced at Cheyenne. Beads of sweat had soaked through her white shirt, making it look darker than usual.

It was only then that Iker noticed something was off with the maid and looked up to see who had arrived.

Cheyenne walked over in high heels with her gaze fixed on the maid. She smiled lightly with her red lips parted, exuding an indescribable beauty.

“Bring me the food,” Cheyenne said.

“Miss Lawrence, Master Iker hasn’t eaten anything today. You shouldn’t give him medicine on an empty stomach. It’s harmful to his health. Let me bring the food to him,” the maid replied nervously.

“Is that so?” Cheyenne took the food from her and examined it closely with a smile. “It seems like there’s something extra in this dish that makes it inedible.”

The maid’s heart skipped a beat, and she looked up at Cheyenne with an awkward smile.

“Miss Lawrence, this dish…”

“In that case, why don’t you take a bite first?” Cheyenne approached her with the food.

How could she eat it? The maid shook her head repeatedly on the verge of tears. “I can’t do that! This dish is specially prepared for Master Iker. I’m just a servant; how could I eat his food?”

“This dish is for Iker? Because you poisoned it, right?” Cheyenne’s words made the atmosphere in the room immediately tense.

It was as if cold winter air had swept across an open plain, making people want to find somewhere to hide.

The trembling maid protested, “Miss Lawrence! How dare you accuse me of such things? I’ve been working here for two or three years now; Master Iker knows what I am better than anyone.”

“I don’t know!” Iker interjected. In his eyes, the servants were the same. He didn’t even bother acknowledging or understanding them.

“What’s so difficult about finding out if there was poison in this dish? We can have my friend who is studying medicine analyze it.”

After Cheyenne finished speaking, the maid panicked. She fell to her knees and grabbed onto Cheyenne’s skirt, tears streaming down her face as she pleaded, “Miss Lawrence, please don’t test it. I didn’t poison it.”

“If you didn’t poison it, then why are you afraid of me testing it?” Cheyenne asked.

The maid was speechless under the pressure of her questioning. Iker knew what was going on and his face turned cold.

“Tanner!” he called out.

A black figure walked in – Tanner. He looked surprised when he saw the maid since she had always been honest and hardworking.

He never thought that such a seemingly gentle girl would dare to poison Master Iker’s food.

Tanner wanted nothing more than to kick her right now!

“Take her to the police station,” Iker said firmly with no room for negotiation.

“Master Iker, please! I really didn’t do it!” The maid begged desperately.

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Two tall men in black suits with sunglasses quickly entered the room from outside and grabbed onto both of the maid’s arms before dragging her out of the villa against her will while she continued crying loudly until fading into silence.

Cheyenne handed something over to Tanner after they left. “Test this medicine too,” she said before smiling at Master Iker.

Just now, she looked at the girl who had just cried her heart out and felt a wave of emotion in her heart. Why did she have to lead herself down this path during her prime years? One wrong decision could ruin her entire life.

Iker raised an eyebrow and joked with her for the first time, “You better be careful from now on. The mastermind behind the scenes might harm you at any moment.”

After hearing his words, Cheyenne showed a stunned facial expression and her lips twitched slightly. “Master Iker, you can’t just leave me like that, right?”

He pondered for a second and looked down at her with disdain in his eyes. “It’s very possible.”

“Damn it!” He was so unreliable!

Cheyenne snorted and reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing delicate earlobes.

“If I disappear one day, there will be no one left to take care of your illness,” she said.

With a graceful turn, the hem of her yellow dress floated in mid-air as if she were a beautiful flower blooming unexpectedly before his eyes.

Master Iker stared at Cheyenne’s waist for quite some time before asking where she was going.

The beautiful woman stood still, turned around and smiled at him, her eyes as charming as a crescent moon.

“You’re not taking your medicine? Of course I’ll bring you some water,” she said.

“Mm. Thanks.”