She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 512: Cheyenne Loves CashContent © NôvelDrama.Org.

On this side, the scene was harmonious and pleasant. On the other side, the Owen family felt extremely awkward, as nobody paid them any attention in the first place!

Mr. Owen had never experienced such a cold treatment before. But all of this was their own doing-whom could they blame?

Sophie, in an intimate manner, held onto Cheyenne's arm and said, "Miss Lawrence is the benefactor of our Todd family, but she's my friend. Miss Owen, it would be better if you didn't do that again in the future."

Friend? Cheyenne looked thoughtfully at the hand on her arm. Undoubtedly, it was an elegant and beautiful hand with distinct knuckles, adorned with exquisite nail art, firmly clinging to her arm. So far, they had only met twice, and such intimate gestures made her feel somewhat awkward.

Subtly, she pushed away Sophie's hand and said in an indifferent tone, "Thank you, Miss Todd, but it's not a big deal."

"My grandfather has always taught me to be forgiving."

"Although Miss Owen, you lost just now, but for the sake of old Mr. Owen, I can't be bothered to pursue it today. Let's just leave it at that! I'm very tired."

Leah was so confident before, but now she ended up in such a sorry state. This turn of events was quite a surprise.

Leah was very aware that Cheyenne's words were intentional. Emily had already told her that Cheyenne was not to be underestimated.

Indeed, she was an extremely annoying woman!

"Grandpa, let's go."

As he left, Kyson, leaning on his cane, turned back and reminded, "Missy, don't forget what I just said to you. Think carefully, it won't do you any harm."

Cheyenne nodded indifferently and responded somewhat helplessly, "Understood. Why are you more long-winded than my grandfather?"

At this, Kyson was briefly stunned, then he patted his beard and chuckled, "You are funny... I have great expectations for you. Keep it up."

What did he mean by that?

A hint of hidden intent flickered in Leah's eyes as she tightly clenched her fists. Grandpa wouldn't be trying to bring Cheyenne into the Owen family, would he? She absolutely wouldn't allow Cheyenne to enter the Owen family.

Sophie, as curious as Leah, walked up to Cheyenne with a bright smile, almost overly inquisitive, "Miss Lawrence, what did Kyson just talk to you about? It's so mysterious, it's making me curious." The fervor in Sophie's eyes made Cheyenne cautious. Sophie had been pretending to be very friendly with her since earlier. Was it her genuine personality, or did she have ulterior motives?

She had successfully avoided the surveillance of Thalia and traveled all the way from Jostrana to Chulae, publicly announcing the will; it was clear that Sophie was not as naive as she appeared. Cheyenne smiled lightly, nonchalantly saying, "It's nothing important. By the way, Master Iker, how did you two come here?"

She gave a perfunctory response to the question, swiftly changing the subject.

Sophie didn't inquire further; she forced a smile, concealing her inner dissatisfaction. Her face still exuded a bright, gentle charm. She was dressed in a pink floral dress, adorned with a beautiful bow-tied at the waist, outlining her graceful

curves. Her voice was as soft and gentle.

"Miss Lawrence, never mind about my casual question," she said.

Cheyenne naturally responded with a casual "Oh," and the conversation ended there.

Sophie's expression was somewhat

unpleasant, When had she ever been

treated in this manner? Never in

Jostrana, and not even after

returning to the country. Iker

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seemed unaware of the strange

atmosphere between the two girls.

Today, he had come to thank Cheyenne and invite her to dinner. If it weren't for her, he might have died on the Sakura Bridge that day. Not only did she heal his legs, but she also exposed Davon and Thalia. Iker wasn't good at expressing his feelings in words, but he silently swore that he would protect Cheyenne with his life from now on!

Dinner together? Cheyenne was

slightly surprised and hesitated

before responding. She furrowed her eyebrows, as if considering whether she should go. Because two hours ago, she had agreed to the invitation from her friends, Kate and Reece. It was their tenth anniversary as friends, and it didn't seem right to refuse. Thus, she had to decline Iker's invitation, "I'm sorry, Master Iker, I already have plans tonight."

Being rejected, Iker unexpectedly revealed a hint of disappointment. He couldn't help but wonder if Cheyenne had refused him because she had agreed to Kelvin's invitation.

Feeling distressed, he uttered in a low voice, a tinge of compassion in his tone, "Miss Lawrence, if you're busy, perhaps another time then."

Seeing him appear so down, Cheyenne couldn't help but tease him, saying, "You don't have to treat me to dinner if you want to thank me. I prefer money; I'm a materialistic person." Dining at those fancy restaurants required at least two hours of preparation for makeup and dressing; it was too much trouble. Just give her the money.

Taking her seriously, Iker nodded earnestly, "Then wait for me, I'll have Tanner go prepare it."

Saying that, he took out his phone and made a call to Tanner, succinctly instructing him, "Go to the bank, I have something for you to take care of."

'Is it really necessary? Is Master Iker really going to give me money?' Cheyenne's eyes lit up, watery and gleaming as she looked at Master Iker.

Iker suddenly moved the phone away and asked Cheyenne, "Cash or check?"

"Cash!" she responded without hesitation. She had seen too many checks; they held no meaning for her.

Iker smiled at her affectionately, "Money enthusiast, be sure not to have a change of heart."

Cheyenne patted her chest, guaranteeing, "I definitely won't! I've experienced. oversleeping until waking naturally, but I haven't experienced cramping from counting money."