After meeting both parties, she got to know two more people.


    Duke Austen, a local authority in Zheemond, was someone Cheyenne disliked at first sight. It wasn’t that she judged people by their appearance, but Duke Austen had been eyeing her strangely since they met. His gaze held appreciation, disdain, and tant desire. Cheyenne felt exposed and disgusted in his presence.


    Before she could react, Kelvin, being a man himself, had already sensed Duke Austen’s intentions. He stepped forward, took Cheyenne’s hand, and his tall frame subtly shielded her from the offensive gaze. If it weren’t for the formal setting, Kelvin would have taught Duke Austen a lesson.


    The other person was Den, attending as a prominent overseas Chinese entrepreneur from Taswya. The Taswya side often mentioned Den, noting that he shared the same Che heritage.


    “Miss Lawrence might not know, but Mr. Gilliam’s hometown is also Che. Over the years, he has built a considerable business in Zheemond,” Princess Sierra said, drawing Cheyenne and the others’ attention. They saw a man in his fifties, tall and slightly overweight, with a friendly smile that belied his sharp eyes.


    Den wouldn’t have had the opportunity to meet foreign guests if not for Duke Austen’s maneuvering. This meeting was crucial for his future political ambitions. After a brief silence, Den extended a friendly hand.


    “Miss Lawrence, it’s a pleasure to meet you!”


    Before Cheyenne could respond, Kelvin, who had a severe cleanliness obsession, surprisingly shook Den’s hand on her behalf.


    “Mr. Gilliam, you’re too kind.”


    Den was taken aback by the young Kelvin’s presence, unable to believe that this young man was the richest person in Che. Che’s vastnd and market were coveted by many countries. Kelvin’s sess as Che’s wealthiest man indicated his exceptional abilities.


    It wasn’t surprising that Gregory lost to this couple; he had underestimated them. But Den was different; he took this couple seriously after the Dragon Serpent Isle incident.


    “This must be Mr. Kelvin Foley. Miss Lawrence’s husband is indeed outstanding. You two make a perfect couple,” Denplimented.


    Most people would blush at such praise, but Kelvin, who had been pursuing Cheyenne for years, had developed thick skin. He loved hearing how well-matched they were.


    “Thank you. I also think Cheyenne and I are a perfect match,” Kelvin said with a pleased smile.


    Cheyenne pinched him secretly as a warning not to talk nonsense.Content rights by N?velDr//ama.Org.


    “Ouch,” Kelvin winced inwardly but maintained a forced smile to save face.


    Den felt awkward witnessing their affectionate disy. Young couples today were bold, unlike his generation where even holding hands was a big deal. Surprisingly, manyizens enjoyed such disys of affection regardless of nationality.


    Cheyenne couldn’t escape her husband’s grip, so she went along with it.


    “I heard the Gilliam family is renowned here. Mr. Gilliam, you’re a famous entrepreneur and phnthropist. Where is your ancestral home?” Cheyenne asked.


    “Ineburgh.”


    “I’ve been there. I miss the fish balls and meat slices, and homemade dishes,” Cheyenne said, making viewers’ mouths water.


    Den warmly responded, “I didn’t expect Miss Lawrence to be a gourmet. I have a Che chef at home who cooks excellent dishes. If you don’t mind, you can stay at my ce for a while.”


    Cheyenne smiled politely. “Maybe another time.”


    Everyone knew it was just a polite response. Den left a strong impression on her with his sharp eyes.


    Kelvin gently patted her head in aforting gesture. “After the trip, I’ll take you home to eat.”


    Cheyenne shyly nodded. “Okay.”


    Princess Sierra felt jealous seeing how loved Cheyenne was by her husband. Unlike her own unhappy engagements, Cheyenne seemed to have it all.


    “Miss Lawrence is lucky to have such a good husband. But I heard this is your second marriage; did you divorce before?” Sierra asked sarcastically.


    Kelvin’s past divorce was a sore spot for him, reminding him of his foolishness. Cheyenne frowned at Sierra’s tactless remark.


    Cheyenne retorted calmly with a harmless smile, “Yes, it’s my second marriage. I heard Princess Sierra is 27 and still unmarried. Are no men in your country good enough for you?”


    Sierra was momentarily speechless and nced at Kelvin and Eddie. Could she say she fancied these three Che men?


    Cheyenne’s sharpness was something Kelvin admired; she never let herself be bullied.


    “Actually, Princess Sierra has a fiance-Duke Austen’s son, right?” Kelvin interjected, putting both Duke Austen and Sierra in an awkward position.


    The engagement had been called off two days ago for disgraceful reasons.