The man walked up to her and stood still.


    Looking down at her, he calmly raised her hand and slowly opened her fist.


    He ced the car keys in her palm. A chilling voice rang in her ear, “You can’t even drive a car properly, why do you think Iker would marry you?”


    “And besides, the Todd family is tooplicated for someone like you to climb up and take advantage of.”


    His words sounded like he was advising her not to have unrealistic expectations of pursuing Iker.


    But Cheyenne found it all confusing. When did she ever want Iker to marry her? She wasn’t delusional.


    If she wanted to get married, plenty of men waiting in line for her. Kelvin thought she was the type who could only use her body to climb up the socialdder.


    “Mr. Foley is so kind,” Cheyenne sneered. “Instead of wasting time talking to me about this, why don’t you go check on your childhood sweetheart Miss Berry’s health?”


    As she walked past him, Cheyenne deliberately bumped into his shoulder. “Get out of my way!”


    She walked towards the luxury car ahead without looking back or stopping once – resolute and determined.This content ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    “You! You really don’t know what’s good for you!” Kelvin gritted his teeth with anger as a cold light shed across his eyes.


    Just fromst time when he got bitten by a snake showed that being with Iker would only bring trouble upon herself – even death!


    Cheyenne being with Iker would only lead them both down a dangerous path.


    He would rather Cheyenne choose Omari, even though Omari was the illegitimate son of the Lara family and had a lower status. But that guy had made a name for himself with his own abilities and had limitless potential in the future.


    After these thoughts shed through his mind, Kelvin felt like he must be crazy for considering Cheyenne’s future.


    “I must be insane!” He muttered to himself and stood there for a while.


    On the other hand, Cheyenne was driving her luxury car on the road at high speed with a bad mood. She didn’t even know how many red lights she ran through as she weaved through the city at breakneck speed.


    When she returned to the Lawrence Vi, she saw her stepmother and step-siblings sitting on the sofa looking very happy.


    Mya was embroidering cross-stitching while Nora sat at a table sorting out her paintings.


    Sean waszy as usual; don’t expect him to do anything productive. The boy put his feet up on the coffee table, holding half of a watermelon in one hand and eating it with a spoon while watching TV dramas asionally turning back to chat with Nora.


    “Sis, your painting is getting better and better! In my opinion, you’ll definitely win first ce in thispetition.”


    With less than ten days left untilpetition day, Cheyenne had been leaving early anding homete every day, hardly ever seen at home.


    Not to mention seeing her sitting quietly to paint..


    Upon hearing Sean’s praise, Nora smiled slightly with a hint of pride. “Do you understand? Just say I’m definitely going to win the championship.”


    When ites to painting, Sean really thinks his sister is excellent, so he stepped on Cheyenne and praised Nora. “I don’t know about others, but that good-for-nothing Cheyenne definitely can’tpare to you.”


    “Look at her, she hasn’t even painted once.”


    “If you ask me, she might as well not participate at all so as not to embarrass our parents.”


    As soon as the boy finished speaking, a coldugh came from the door. “It doesn’t seem very nice to talk behind someone’s back like that, little brother.”


    The three turned their heads towards the sound and saw a ck figure standing at the door.


    Cheyenne was wearing a ck maid outfit and looked like she had walked out of aic book.


    Why was she dressed like this?


    This forced Nora to consider other possibilities and give Mya a hinting nce.


    “Cheyenne, you’re back. Have you eaten yet? Do you want me to ask the kitchen staff to heat something up?”


    Cheyenne ignored Mya’s kindness and went upstairs with her handbag. “No need, thanks,” she said coldly.


    Just minutes after Cheyenne went upstairs, George also returned home, looking disheveled.


    “Honey, you’re back,” Mya quickly put down her cross-stitch and went to greet him, gently helping him take off his suit jacket and hanging it on the nearby coat rack.


    “Dad, you’re back,” Sean jolted upright and straightened his posture.


    George gave him a brief nce. “Hmm.”


    Meanwhile, Nora brought her painting over to show her father, her voice tinged with pride. “Dad, look at my painting. My teacher said I’ll definitely win a prize next month at thepetition.”


    With a talented and hardworking daughter like Nora, George felt proud as well. He tenderly ran his hand through Nora’s long hair. “Good job! “You’re talented and hardworking. Whatever you need, just let me know, and I’ll get it for you,” George said.


    Upon hearing this, Nora’s mind immediately began to calcte. She yfully scooted closer to George.


    “Dad, well… actually, I just want to continue improving myself by expanding my horizons and aesthetics. There’s an art exhibition this weekend, and I thought it would be a great opportunity.”


    As she spoke, she paused.


    George understood right away, “Go on, what do you need me to do?”


    It was quite a coincidence that the organizer of the art exhibition happened to be the Che Calligraphy and Painting Association. Even more intriguing was the fact that the president of the association was an acquaintance of Layne’s.


    Layne’s artwork was also among those being disyed. As an honored guest, he had the privilege of not needing to purchase a ticket to enter. Additionally, he could bring along family members.


    Such internationally-themed art exhibitions often required tickets costing thousands of dors. Besides, they were inessible to the general public. Only artists who were aplished in the field of calligraphy and painting were granted ess.


    Layne’s grandfather had been working tirelessly these past few days, all for the sake of this event!


    After hearing Nora’s answer, George became hesitant. His rtionship with Layne was rather awkward, and they had minimal contact over the years. Now, how could he ask Layne all of a sudden to take Nora with himself?


    Mya also sensed his reluctance and spoke up for their daughter.


    “Honey, this is a once-in-a-lifetime learning opportunity. Let Nora attend it. Besides, your father-inw will surely be bringing Cheyenne along.”


    “Whether he brings one or two, it’s the same either way. It’s better to have your father-inw lend a hand and take Nora with him.”


    As Mya finished speaking, George found her reasoning quite sound. He nodded in agreement, giving his approval.


    “If you personally request it, it’s definitely doable.”


    Layne, seeing Cheyenne’s involvement, wouldn’t refuse for sure.