She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 76: Childish Behavior Cheyenne had just reached out to take the glass when a large hand suddenly appeared in front of her. Then ca deep and pleasant voice in her ear. "Father, letdrink this for her." As soon as he spoke, everyone in the hall was surprised and looked at him surprisedly. The icy Iker actually took the initiative to drink for a woman's sake? At the stime, Kelvin sitting across from them quietly put his hand back into his pocket and squeezed hard on the sandbag with Cheyenne's non it, almost crushing it. His narrow eyes hid ssinister intent.

Cheyenne herself never expected that Iker would help her drink; she stared wide-eyed with surprise. "Master Iker, it's probably best not to drink alcohol with your health condition... I'll handle it myself." Without waiting for Iker's response, another cold voice echoed in the space. The crowd turned to see Mr. Foley's handsface. "Master Iker may not know this woman very well. She can handle thousands of cups without getting drunk. This little bit of alcohol is nothing to her." Kai looked at Cheyenne with a probing gaze, then glanced at Kelvin, feeling like they were not an ordinary divorced couple.

"Mr. Foley is right, Master Iker. I'll drink it myself instead. It's better for your health to quit drinking." Cheyenne gave Kelvin a meaningful look before taking the wine from Iker and downing it in one gulp.

Then she provocatively looked at Kelvin and licked her lips before saying, "This is the Katlenburger Cherry Wine with a hint of sweet cherry aroma and a sour, sweet and savory taste that will make you feel like you're experiencing your first love when paired with milk-flavored caramel cake." Erica couldn't help but admit that what Cheyenne said was true even though she disliked Cheyenne. Iker smiled as he looked at her with shining eyes.

He didn't expect this woman to have such delicate senses.

"Well done! Miss Lawrence is really amazing! You should try another one too." Kai then ordered his butler to bring him the bottle of red wine from his study.

"Yes, sir," replied the butler as he quickly left and returned shortly after carrying the bottle of red wine in hand. "Bass Phillip Cult Wine from the king of Australian Pinot Noir has pure fruit flavor with a hint of sweet-salty taste that will make you feel like you're on vacation by the beach when paired with foie gras or caviar." The Todd family owned a vineyard in France, and they had a stake in the wine industry. As the boss, Kai was naturally a connoisseur of wine. Not only did he enjoy drinking it, but he also knew it well. When Cheyenne accurately named all the wines and explained their differences and selling points, Kai couldn't help but applaud her.

"Miss Lawrence, you're really amazing! No wonder Mr. Foley says you can hold your liquor. Here's a toast to you!" Davon stood up and handed Cheyenne a glass of whiskey.

"Wait, this kind of whiskey is best served with ice cubes to make it more palatable. It's too bad it's not hot today; if it were summer, adding a slice of lemon would make it even better." As soon as Cheyenne finished speaking, a servant brought over sice cubes.

"It's too a pity; Miss Lawrence if you're willing to work for my company, I think you'd be perfect for the job." Cheyenne drank glass after glass of alcohol. Although she could hold her liquor, her face turned red from drinking.

With each glass consumed, that delicately beautiful face of hers immediately flushed with a peachy hue. Davon stared at the beautiful woman's drunken face with interest, his throat rolling as he reached out and patted Cheyenne's hand resting on the table.

As soon as he touched her, Iker shot him a cold stare. "Davon, she is my companion tonight." "Iker, you're being too protective. I just wanted to see if Miss Lawrence was drunk," Davon replied. Before he could finish speaking, Cheyenne forced herself up from the table and lifted her head to look at Kelvin with her almond-shaped eyes.

It was like there were two Kelvins in front of her, staring at her with a terrifyingly cold gaze that seemed like it could devour her whole.

“I... I'm not drunk,” she stammered. “I just have a bit of a flush. I'll go outside for sfresh air." Cheyenne stood up and apologized to everyone before leaving the grand hall.

"I'll go with you!" Iker tried to leave but Kai stopped him by grabbing his hand. "Con, it's been a while since we father and son had a drink together." But... he looked worriedly at the figure disappearing into the distance - Cheyenne's delicate and fragile silhouette had disappeared from his sight.

"Davon, you go follow her," Kai said.

"Yes," Davon replied and went out.

Kelvin kept his head down, his gaze flickering slightly. The previous night's heavy rain had cleared the water from the yard, but there was still a dampness in the air mixed with the scent of earth.

A gust of wind dispersed sof Cheyenne's drunkenness as she found a stone bench to sit on and looked at the roses in front of her with one hand propping up her chin. She couldn't help but smile. "Miss Lawrence." Hearing a man's voice, Cheyenne turned to look. Davon celegantly dressed in a white suit and completely enveloped her small frwithin his shadow.

His gaze was intense.

"Why did you come, Master Davon?" Cheyenne calmly asked as he sat down in front of her with a faint smile on his face.

He leaned forward slightly and reached out towards the rose bushes beside them.

"Flowers have always been paired with beautiful women since ancient om times. This exquisite rose is for you, Miss Lawrence. In his hand was freshly picked rosebud that he offered to her. Cheyenne hesitated for a moment before taking it from him. "Thank you, Master Davon. The flower is lovely, but unfortunately I am not a beauty." "In my heart, Miss Lawrence is an absolute beauty." If she were a typical rich young lady, she would have flirted with him shamelessly.

Unfortunately, Cheyenne was not a typical woman. She took the rose and placed it on her temple before taking out her phone to take a selfie.

"I think so too," she said with a smile that revealed a sexy yet innocentn dimple at the corner of her lips. She was more alluring than the dewy rose itself, making him want to kiss her. "How interesting," he replied.

"Miss Lawrence, you've been taking care of my older brother these past few days. Giving you this flower is nothing compared to what you've done." Her heart skipped a beat at his words. Her smile faded into melancholy.