She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 139: Rest More When You Have A Concussion

Chapter 139: Rest More When You Have a Concussion

A person walked in wearing a black suit, his cold eyes piercing.

"Why are you here?" Cheyenne asked, puzzled.

Tanner walked in with a bouquet of flowers and placed them on the table in front of Cheyenne. The bright yellow sunflowers mixed with the fresh white jasmine gave off a delicate fragrance that helped mask the smell of disinfectant in the hospital room.

"Miss Lawrence, Master Iker heard about your accident and rushed over from Iker's Estate to see you," Tanner said.

Cheyenne looked at Iker and thanked him sincerely.

Her serious expression made Iker feel uneasy and wonder if she would also be so polite to Omari.

"Master Iker, why can't Cheyenne stay with me?" Omari complained.

"Oh really? Mr. Lara, do you know that Miss Weaver is returning home soon?" Iker replied calmly, causing Omari to fall silent like a deflated balloon.

Who was Miss Weaver? Cheyenne felt somewhat puzzled, but one thing was clear to her: there was undoubtedly some connection between Miss Weaver and Mr. Lara.

However, it had nothing to do with her.

"Iker's Estate is where she will be safest," he continued magnetically while looking at Cheyenne directly.

"What makes you say that?"

'If Iker didn't want Cheyenne to go to my place, why did he want her to stay at the Todd Mansion?' Omari thought.

"Firstly, Miss Lawrence is the Todd family's private medical assistant, so it only makes sense for her to be closer to the patient."

Cheyenne nodded thoughtfully at his words before he continued speaking again. "Secondly, there are guards protecting the Todd family day and night. Miss Lawrence is safest staying at my place."

Disapproving of Iker's words, Omari glared at him.

"Safe? I don't know why you still have the cheek to say that. Cheyenne was first bitten by a snake in your Todd mansion. Later, Eddie and Cheyenne both had accidents because of you!"

The document contains the results of his investigation.

The taxi driver who died in the accident, Sergio Mullen, had a twin brother named Konner Mullen.

Konner used to work for the Todd family as Thalia's driver for three years.

Later, for reasons unknown, he was dismissed and returned to his hometown. Within a few years, he died of a sudden illness.

It's quite a coincidence. Eddie, who had contact with Sergio, almost died, and he had a wooden bead in his hand. Cheyenne found another bead, and then she also got into an accident.

After reading the information above, Iker and Tanner quickly glanced at each other with shock written all over their faces.

After all, Iker has been through many battles, so his reaction appears more calm than Tanner's. A hint of hidden emotions flickered in his eyes.

Thalia was involved!

Could it be that this conspiracy is actually aimed at him?

Both Dr. Zamora and Cheyenne were implicated because of him, so he was in no position to say that he could keep Cheyenne safe.

Iker had read the newspaper and there were also photos on it.

The man who had his arm severed by the car was covered in blood, and there were also the wrecked luxury cars at the scene, burnt beyond recognition.

It's not hard to imagine that she had just gone through a dangerous ordeal where one wrong move could have led to a gruesome fate.

Iker's big hand placed on the armrest and tightened. He slightly parted his lips, wanting to speak but hesitating.

He really wanted to ask Cheyenne if she regretted it?

If she hadn't been close to him, maybe so many things wouldn't have happened later.

Cheyenne seemed to have read his mind, and she smiled indifferently, looking as lazy as a cat lying on a balcony in the sun after having eaten and drunk to her heart's content.

"So what? My life is not something they can just take away. Alright, Omari and Master Iker, I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay in the hospital for a few days!"

Knowing that she was deliberately trying to alleviate his own guilt, Iker's heart became even heavier.

"Miss Lawrence, I'm sorry."

"Master Iker, you were never wrong from the beginning about this matter, so there's no need to apologize to me. Also, I'm not used to you suddenly being so polite. If you really feel sorry for me, you can take care of my meals a day while I'm in the hospital."

This is the most important thing, okay!

Tanner chuckled and suddenly stood at attention, saluting Cheyenne. "Miss Lawrence, this is on me."

"Whether you want to eat something that flies in the sky or swims in the water, I will get it for you."

So cute?

Cheyenne couldn't resist teasing him a little. She leaned back and picked up a glass of water from beside her, taking a sip. "Okay then, I want bear paw. Can you get that for me?"

Tanner immediately looked embarrassed and his baby face turned red. "Miss Lawrence... that's illegal. Can we choose something else?"

As a top lawyer, Omari had to add seriously, "According to our criminal law... the punishment could be up to ten years imprisonment."

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In the end, Cheyenne decided not to go anywhere and stay in the hospital instead so they wouldn't argue anymore.

Unable to persuade her, Iker had no reason to stay here any longer either. He sat for a while before leaving.

Before he left, Omari handed him two beads and asked him if he could help find their owner because it was highly likely that person was behind all of this.

"I'll let you know as soon as there's any news." After saying that, Iker snatched the beas away from Omari's hand before leaving.

Tanner followed closely behind him out of the room until only Cheyenne and Omari remained inside.

They stared at each other with wide eyes.

Cheyenne twitched her lips slightly while keeping an eye on Tanner who was reading his legal book nearby her bed.

"Mr. Lara, aren't you supposed to go back to your law firm? It's still working hours today after all."

"It's okay."

"As a boss, shouldn't you be busy right now?"

"It's one of my privileges as the boss or else why would anyone want to be one?"

Omari smiled at her, then helped tuck her into bed properly under the covers before saying, "Be good now; if you're bored, just sleep more since rest is important when recovering from concussion or else how will we deal with brain damage later?"