She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 226

Chapter 226: Mr. Todd Cooks by Himself

The reason why that person targeted Eddie and her was probably because they his plans.

Soar Casino, Konner, the Todd family... what was the connection between them?

Cheyenne fell into a deep thought. Suddenly someone's belly rumbled.

She instinctively looked up at Iker, her red lips curved with a hint of teasing smile. "Master Iker, are you hungry?"

Seeing her starry eyes and sweet smile, Iker couldn't help but pause for a moment. A hint of laughter flashed in his eyes.

His voice still sounded cold. "Miss Lawrence, it seems like your belly is rumbling."

As soon as he finished speaking, another "rumbling" sound rang in Cheyenne's ear again. She looked down to where the sound came from.

Embarrassing. It really was her stomach rumbling.

Her face turned red instantly; she wished she could turn back time and take back what she said just now.

She wanted to watch Iker make fun of themselves but ended up being laughed at instead.

Come to think of it, she woke up at noon after sleeping at the Foley mansion, then had some conflict with Abbie on the street and went to the Todd mansion in the afternoon before finally returning here until now. It had been an entire day since she last ate anything!

Now if she ordered food delivery, it would take more than half an hour to arrive...

Hold on!

Cheyenne felt embarrassed as she picked up the water glass on the table and filled it with water before gulping down one cup quickly.

The cool water flowed into her stomach, giving her some sense of fullness but only momentarily before hunger pangs returned once again...

She frowned while trying hard not to show how hungry she was by slightly opening her lips. "Is there any new progress regarding Konner's matter at the Todd family?"

The white light shone upon his silhouette, making him look like he was covered in silver light all over his body. With sharp eyebrows and deep-set eyes staring intently towards Cheyenne's direction, he suddenly spoke, "I'm also feeling quite hungry."

The woman paused briefly, then smiled cutely, handing him over the glass that was still in hand. "Do you want some... water?"

"No."

Taking back her glass, Cheyenne wanted to continue their discussion, but Iker interrupted her again, "Where is your kitchen?"

"Ah? It's... over there!"

With a flick of her finger, she quickly lowered her head and whispered, "But I don't know how to cook. I haven't been home for several days and I'm afraid there's nothing to eat in the fridge."

"Do you want noodles?"

Cheyenne nodded, her round eyes looking at him with sudden brightness, licking her luscious lips full of anticipation.

"I'll eat anything. I'm not picky."

Iker pushed the wheelchair into the kitchen and opened the fridge. It was indeed empty except for a pile of beer cans, two tomatoes and a row of eggs.

As he closed the door behind him, he coldly asked, "Tomato egg noodles okay?"

Cheyenne limped over to the kitchen door, holding onto her waist with both hands. Her fair face rested on them as if she were an eager student watching his every move.

"Anything is fine... Master Iker can actually cook!"

"Be careful not to burn yourself," Iker warned.

"Mmm," she replied.

She never liked eating noodles before but Iker's cooking was exceptional. She found herself enjoying every bite of this hot bowl of noodles.

In contrast to her rough style of eating, Iker ate elegantly like a nobleman even when eating noodles. He watched Cheyenne's satisfied expression as he slowly savored his own bowl of noodles; suddenly feeling very happy inside knowing that she was the first person who had tasted his cooking.

"Master Iker, why do you know how to cook? I thought people like you just have everything handed over on a silver platter."

At least Kelvin did so.

Iker looked at her empty bowl contentedly, then turned coldly towards Cheyenne with disdainful eyes.

"Well, you're mistaken. I joined the army when I was sixteen, and for the past dozen years, I've been on the move, learning all sorts of skills along the way."

Cooking is just one small skill among many others.

Cheyenne silently drank her soup while thinking that if someone as young as Iker could become a general, then he must have gone through many hardships. He was different from those rich second-generation kids who only knew how party all day long

She indeed underestimated him before this moment.

"Alright, let's talk about Konner now," said Iker getting straight back into business mode without even finishing his meal yet. "I had someone investigate him and found out that he is just an ordinary driver but has an overseas account with two million dollars balance."

He handed over some documents containing information on Konner's account which showed payments made using virtual currency called gold coins which started gaining popularity several years ago online. It could be exchanged for US dollars or other currencies such as pounds or gold bullion etcetera.

Rather than being considered real money, it is more like an intermediary medium between different forms of currency exchange systems online.