She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 112: The Dress Cheyenne Gave Me

Chapter 112: The Dress Cheyenne Gave Me

Upon receiving the sharp gaze from Iker, Tanner coughed and quickly composed himself. "Ahem... right in front of you, next to the long table," he said.

Iker followed his direction and indeed saw a slender figure dressed in red sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed. The woman had her back facing him, but he could see that she had tied up her long hair and had a delicate frame.

She was wearing the dress he gave her.

A faint smile appeared on Iker's usually cold face.

Nora basked in the attention of all the men around her. However, her reverie was interrupted by a uniformed waiter who approached her.

"Miss Lawrence, Mr. Todd would like to see you."

Mr. Todd! It was none other than heirs of the Todd family, but she wondered whether it was Master Iker or Master Davon.

Nora immediately ruled out the former since she knew that he rarely made public appearances after his leg injury. So it must be Master Davon then?

Although Davon was born from their father's second wife, with Iker's disability and their youngest brother still being too young to take over the Todd family business yet, it seemed likely that Davon would eventually inherit everything.

Besides, Davon was considered one of the most eligible bachelors!

"Nora, you're so lucky! Master Davon personally requested to meet with you; it seems like he has taken an interest in you," one of two wealthy heiresses Nora just met earlier said sourly.

The other girl didn't bother hiding her envy either. "That might not necessarily be true though; everyone knows Madam Thalia of the Todd family has high standards when it comes to choosing potential brides for Master Davon. It seems she's considering a matrimonial alliance with the Davidson family."

The Todd family and the Davidson family are considered a match.

As for the Lawrence family, they just have a third-rate company no elite has ever heard about.

But Nora wasn't one to back down easily. She lifted up her chin defiantly while pointing at both girls. "This dress I'm wearing right now is actually a gift from Master Davon himself! Who says I can't marry into the Todd family? Once I become Mrs. Todd someday, you two will probably still be struggling out there!"

Her sudden change in attitude caught both girls off guard as they stared at each other incredulously. Just moments ago, the three of them were chatting amicably, but it seems that they have a falling out now.

Nora followed the waiter into a quieter private room, separated from the outside by a wooden structure with a vintage touch.

A white table was set up, and Iker sat at the table, with Tanner standing behind him, leaning forward to pour a drink for him.

"Mr. Todd, Miss Lawrence is here," the waiter said.

Outside the screen, Nora watched intently as she was guided in and then left alone. Her heart raced with excitement.

Suddenly, a magnetic voice came from inside. "Didn't we agree that I would come pick you up tonight? Why did you come by yourself?"

Iker arrived late, having taken a detour from the Lawrence Villa, hoping to pick up Cheyenne on the way.

However, to his surprise, he found himself empty-handed.

The servants informed him that the Lawrence family members had all left for the banquet.

'Master Davon went to pick me up?'

At this thought, Nora blushed slightly and felt an unexpected thrill. She didn't know when Master Davon started liking her. Did he secretly have feelings for her before?

Coughing lightly, Nora sweetly replied, "Mr. Todd, I'm sorry I didn't know you were coming."

Iker frowned unconsciously at how strange she sounded and asked Tanner skeptically, "Are you sure it's Cheyenne?"

Tanner wasn't entirely sure but answered confidently, "That dress was personally ordered by me and specifically sent to Miss Lawrence; there can be no mistake!" There couldn't possibly be another identical dress in this world. From NôvelDrama.Org.

"Maybe Miss Lawrence is just shy," suggested Tanner.

Shy? He couldn't imagine what Cheyenne would look like being shy in front of him!

'Why is there no sound coming from inside?' Nora stirred the diamond fringe on her dress nervously with two fingers while, eagerly hoping that Master Davon would invite her inside soon enough.

Standing outside like this felt like being scolded or something! And those passers-by could see her...

Finally, Iker's voice broke the silence. "Do you like that dress?"

"I do."

"Come on in so I can see it! Tanner picked it out himself. His taste is terrible!" And of course he used Tanner as his shield again... Tanner was speechless but dared not nail Iker's lie.

'Finally, I can meet Master Davon!' Nora took a deep breath and stood tall with poise trying to appear elegant yet natural at the same time.

A pair of fair and tender long legs appeared first in front of Iker, followed by a slowly emerging red figure from behind the screen.

The unfamiliar eyebrows and eyes, the woman's affected and coquettish posture, where is Cheyenne?

In an instant, the atmosphere in the private room turned cold.

The smile on the man's face froze and gradually turned into an expression of deep anger, his gaze sharp like a wild wolf as he stared at Nora. It was as fierce as if he was going to tear her apart.

"Who are you?"

As Nora heard the furious voice, she too was left stunned, her eyes fixed on Iker's leg.

Extending a small, fair finger, with an expression of disbelief.

"You... you're a cripple? Where's Mr. Todd?"

The word 'cripple' entered Iker and Tanner's minds so clearly.

Iker's hostility became even stronger, while Tanner looked completely bewildered.

How could the dress he chose end up being worn by this stranger woman?

And to top it off, she dared to insult Master Iker by calling him a cripple. She had really gone too far!

"How did this dress end up on you?" Tanner took off his sunglasses, revealing a handsome face.

Just the look in his eyes was fierce, like a little wolf, and it scared the woman.

"What are you guys saying? I... I don't understand," Nora stuttered, lifting her feet and preparing to leave.

"Stop her!"

As soon as Iker finished speaking, Tanner's figure flashed and blocked in front of Nora.

The big hand grabbed the girl's arm and pulled her in front of Master Iker.

The latter's cold and sharp gaze made Nora feel a chill spreading from the soles of her feet straight to the bottom of her heart.

Scary man.

"Tell me, did you steal this dress?"

Iker's gaze fell on the necklace around her neck, and his anger intensified.

The gem on this necklace was his mother's heirloom! It had been defiled by this woman.

Tears rolled down Nora's cheeks as she cried out, "No, it's not true. This dress... it belongs to Cheyenne. She made me wear it!"

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the exquisite rosewood screen was shattered by Master Iker's punch.

Sawdust is flying.