She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 46: Master Davon

Chapter 46: Master Davon

Kai caressed his youngest wife's smooth hand without noticing the hint of sadness in Erica's eyes. "Go and call Master Iker," he ordered in a deep voice.

Then he smiled at Layne and Cheyenne, "Why don't you two take a look around? There's a small zoo in the backyard that might be interesting."

The Todd family not only owned an entire mansion complex on top of a mountain and even built their own zoo.

They agreed on this proposal before Adrian led them to the backyard while chatting casually, "Layne, you don't have to be too formal with Mr. Todd."

"I know."

"By the way, does Cheyenne like animals? There are many birds and beasts on this hill that she can see later."

Soon, Cheyenne arrived at Kai's mini zoo. It was a lush forest with small paths made of pebbles leading to different areas. A two-meter high iron fence surrounded the area, containing giraffes, lions, leopards and more. White peacocks were spreading their feathers while turkeys roamed around.

In the midst of this park stood a green cabin that caught Cheyenne's attention. "What's inside?" she asked curiously.

Adrian smiled mysteriously with a hint of kindness on his face as he reached into the glass window with his wrinkled hand. Two faint hissing sounds could be heard as if some animal was spitting

venom.

Soon after, a flexible green snake started wriggling from Adrian's fingertips followed by a red snake with its entire body glowing red. The two snakes twisted around Adrian's arm.

"Hiss..." The two little snakes swam all the way up to Adrian's shoulder and raised their triangular heads high up while staring at Cheyenne coldly just like they were looking at the prey, elegantly flicking out their tongues.

Looking at the color and pattern of these two snakes, Cheyenne could tell that they were both highly poisonous...

The Todd family actually kept poisonous snakes which might bite others as pets.

"These two snakes are Master Davon's beloved pets. They're usually fed with lean beef," Adrian explained.

The little snakes obediently crawled back into their nest after Adrian patted their heads.

Cheyenne was amazed at the rich's unique hobbies, even their pets were unusual.

"By the way, there is a horse stable ahead. Do you both know how to ride? You can give it a try," Adrian suggested.

Davon also enjoyed horse racing, so he had set up a stable at home. He raised rare horses from the Western Regions and occasionally invited friends to go for rides. These horses were also used in his gambling business and made him quite a bit of money.

The wide-open horse track looked spacious with lush green grass and several servants walking horses around in pairs or threesomes. In the distance, Cheyenne noticed an attractive figure.

The man appeared to be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, standing at over six feet tall, with long and powerful limbs.

Dressed in a red and white riding attire, he looked exceptionally handsome. The feather on his hat swayed with the breeze.

He held the reins in his hand, and with a squeeze of his long legs, the snow-white stallion took off at lightning speed.

"Clip-clop, clip-clop..."

The sound of hooves grew louder as they approached.

The man's face became clearer and clearer, bearing a striking resemblance to Kai Todd.

With arched eyebrows and fair skin, his upturned eyes exuded a hint of wickedness and aloofness. His lips curved into a faint smile.

As Cheyenne met his gaze, she saw the passion in his eyes.

He let out a whistle before gracefully dismounting from the horse. He removed his hat and handed it over along with the reins to the nearby maid. The young girl handed him a clean white towel in return.

Sweat dampened the man's short hair as it lightly brushed against his handsome face. Glistening beads of sweat dripped down from its tips. He exuded an air of masculinity that was hard to ignore.

After some time had passed, he walked up to Cheyenne in boots. He was tall enough for her, so she had to look up at him properly now. Adrian noticed him coming over, bending slightly while respectfully calling out, "Master Davon."

Cheyenne's heart skipped a beat when she realized that this handsome man before her was none other than Davon Todd. While she scrutinized him closely, he did likewise with her too.

He had wiped away the sweat on his forehead with the white towel. Davon took a careful look at Cheyenne, and the smile on his lips deepened.

"And who might this young lady be?" he asked.

"She is my brother's granddaughter, Cheyenne Lawrence," Adrian replied.

Cheyenne... wasn't she the in the news these days?

After staring for a long time, the man suddenly burst into laughter and reached out a hand to Cheyenne.

"Miss Lawrence, it's nice to meet you. You're much prettier in person than in the newspapers."

Newspapers? The rumors about her were better left unmentioned.

But Cheyenne didn't show any embarrassment or unease as he expected. Instead, she gave a sweet smile.

"Hello, Master Davon. I think those reporters just have bad photography skills. Next time they want to report on me, I'll provide my own photos."

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Most women would feel embarrassed or try to explain themselves when faced with such an awkward situation. But she joked about herself instead.

Davon squinted his upturned eyes, gazing at Cheyenne.

Although she had been divorced, there was still a youthful aura about her. Her face was exquisite and beautiful, like a seductive black rose that captivated men.

"I've heard that the Edwards family has been practicing medicine for generations. I didn't expect my brother's doctor to be Miss Lawrence, who is so young and talented," Davon said.

Cheyenne smiled coyly, covering her red lips with her delicate hand in an affected manner.

But as Davon stared at her lips for a second, Cheyenne spoke up, "You misunderstood. It is not I who will be treating Master Iker but rather my grandfather. I am just someone who enjoys eating and drinking. I don't have the patience to learn such skills."

Davon then turned his attention to Layne, an ordinary-looking old man dressed in plain clothes that hardly resembled a renowned healer. He glanced over at Adrian with some skepticism in his eyes.

Cheyenne noticed their exchange of looks and inwardly chuckled to herself.