She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 75: I Can Only Advise You To Get Plastic Surgery

Chapter 75: I Can Only Advise You to Get Plastic Surgery

Downstairs, there were three or four young men dressed in black uniforms sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Each one of them was extremely handsome with rosy cheeks and white teeth. They all wore black suits that accentuated their slender and tall figures.

At first glance, they looked like a boy band.

In fact, they really were a team.

And they were famous stylists in Chulae. The young man leading them was named Tony Jackson, who had dyed his hair golden yellow.

When he saw Cheyenne, he let out an exclamation of surprise. "Oh my god! Miss Lawrence, you are truly an angel sent by heaven! So cute and charming!"

His exaggerated expression amused Cheyenne. She pretended to be aloof as she walked down the stairs with her gold high heels making rhythmic sounds accompanied by her cold laughter.

"Is this what you say to every customer?"

Tony couldn't help but pause for a moment before smiling even more broadly as he helped Cheyenne sit down on a chair by placing his hand on her shoulder.

"Of course not," he said. "It is because Miss Lawrence is truly beautiful."

"Okay, stop talking now," Cheyenne interrupted him. "You hairstylists and makeup artists always talk nonsense while working; in the end when things go wrong, do you think I won't scold you?"

Cheyenne refused to talk to him.

Tony and his entourage were embarrassed, while Iker couldn't help but chuckle.

"Tony is a professional," Iker said, implying that he wouldn't screw up Cheyenne's look.

Then, Iker added insult to injury by saying, "If even he can't save you, then I suggest you get plastic surgery."

Plastic surgery? How dare he! Cheyenne angrily leaned closer to the mirror and looked at her face in it. Did she really need plastic surgery?

Meanwhile, at the Todd mansion's main house, Kai had called all members of the household together to welcome Kelvin's arrival. When his three wives gathered in one place, a silent battle began in the hall.

Kelvin wasn't interested in all these women; instead he sat with Kai and his second son discussing business contracts.

Davon avoided talking about his true intentions with Kelvin at all costs.

"Mr. Foley, I hear you're running for president of the next business association election. How admirable!"

"All of these are rumors, and cannot be fully trusted. Master Davon, a toast to you!" Kelvin raised his glass and clinked it with Davon's.

Raising his glass, he took a sip.

As their eyes met, Kelvin could see the calculating glint in Davon's eyes. He didn't like it one bit.

The Todd family's Master Davon was indeed as difficult to deal with as the rumors suggested.

Erica, dressed in a light purple strapless gown swayed over to Kelvin on her high heels.

With a smile on her face, she said, "This is my first time meeting, Mr. Foley, let me propose a toast to you."

"Madam Erica is too kind."

They both took a sip from their glasses. Erica looked at Davon meaningfully and asked coquettishly. "Master Davon, how can you not introduce Mr. Foley to Me when you know him?"

Her voice was so coquettish that Kelvin felt uncomfortable. His expression grew even colder.

Davon pretended to apologize as he refilled Erica's wine glass gently. "You're too impatient. I was planning on telling you after the project came to fruition."

"How is the project progressing now?"

"I'm discussing it with Mr. Foley right now; both sides are sincere about this deal and I believe Mr. Foley won't make things difficult for me."

Kelvin just smiled without saying anything; he had heard about the constant internal struggles within the Todd family for quite some time now. Kai divided power into two parts, one part for his second son while another part went towards his beloved fourth wife."

There was no way around it. Madam Erica had the thinnest roots in the Todd family and had a son and daughter to care for. If Kai didn't protect her, she and her children would likely become victims of violence. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

On the other hand, Madam Poppy could rely on her family and daughter. After all, Poppy's daughter's fiance was equally powerful.

"That's good," Erica said with a double meaning before leaving, intentionally or unintentionally bumping Kelvin with her arm.

The family banquet was about to begin, but Kelvin had yet to see the rumored "War God" of the Todd family arrive.

Just as he thought that person wouldn't show up, a chilling voice came from behind him.

"I'm sorry I'm late."

Kai was extremely pleased to see him come and stood up from his seat.

"Iker, take your seat."

Cheyenne naturally pushed Iker into the hall. When she caught sight of that familiar figure at the dining table, she faltered for a moment.

'He... why is he here?'

Iker also noticed that Cheyenne's movements slowed down significantly behind him and understood what was going on immediately. Turning around, he patted Cheyenne's hand on the wheelchair as if comforting her, and in a voice meant only for the two of them, he said, "Getting nervous now?"

"No."

"Then you're supposed to keep decent manners. Tonight, you are my date," Iker said.

"Be careful or you'll have to return five million dollars to me."

Speaking of which, Cheyenne suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a sigh of relief and managed to force a polite smile.

"Master Iker, I'm not nervous."

Amidst the gazes of the crowd, Cheyenne made a stunning entrance. It had to be said that this champagne-colored gown truly suited her. Her wavy hair was half pinned up with a crystal flower crown accentuating the regal look. She exuded power and elegance like a queen stepping out of a palace.

Davon and the others noticed their friendly exchange earlier, including Kelvin who saw them briefly hold hands. Even if it was initiated by Iker, Cheyenne didn't resist; instead, she smiled back at him.

Kelvin couldn't help but feel disgusted at how quickly she had swapped another man by her side.

Lost in thought, Kelvin stared more disdainfully at Cheyenne.

Seated diagonally across from him, Cheyenne seemed completely oblivious to his presence, gently adjusting Iker's suit jacket with a tender demeanor.

"Thank you, Cheyenne," Iker's cool voice echoed in the restaurant, and silence fell around them. Kai looked back and forth between the two of them, surprised at first but then laughing heartily.

"Miss Lawrence, let me offer you a toast," he said.