She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 53: Am I Too Low-Key?

Chapter 53: Am I Too Low-Key?

Cheyenne couldn't help but feel a little bit speechless by her grandfather's boasting. Was he really claiming to know someone as prestigious as Professor Yvonne? After all, she was only ever seen on television screens like some sort of goddess.

Layne started to wonder if he had been living too low-key a life that even his own granddaughter thought he was just bragging.

"Ha ha, Grandpa... you don't seem to understand how society works these days. My sister just got into a very ordinary university back then," Nora said with a look of contempt, "It's impossible for Professor Yvonne to take on Cheyenne as her student."

"How is that impossible? Back when Yvonne was still a young girl, she begged me to take her as my apprentice... and now it's been over twenty years." Layne's face showed a hint of nostalgia and upon closer inspection, there was even a slight shyness in his eyes.

Cheyenne noticed that when her grandfather mentioned Professor Yvonne, his expression became somewhat unnatural.

Her grandfather was almost seventy years old! And Professor Yvonne could only be around forty- five this year!

The Edwards family used to be just as prominent in Onistead as the Todd family is today. When George met Selah, most of the Edwards family members had passed away or left.

Only a few members were left struggling in Akloit.

Despite this fact, these few people managed to build the Edwards family into one of Akloit's most prestigious families back then.

Selah's death robbed Layne of his fighting spirit and caused the Edwards family to decline into its current state today.

To be honest, it would be impossible for anyone from the Mitchell family not to feel envious.

Malaya licked her lips and greed shone brightly in her eyes.

"Miss Lawrence is so lucky," Emmanuel said politely with an affectionate look towards Cheyenne. "I wonder if Miss Lawrence has time later? I'd like to invite you out for a movie!"

Upon hearing this, Cheyenne shook her head without hesitation and waved her delicate hand in front of him.

"Nope, I'm going to meet the Todd family's young master later," she said with a sweet smile.

The Todd family! Another top-tier wealthy family!

Nora widened her eyes and unconsciously clenched the hand that was resting on her school uniform skirt.

Her breath caught in her throat.

When did this little bitch get involved with the Todd family?

It was rumored that Iker had been disabled three years ago, leaving his title as a war god vacant for three years. Although he had lost his military rank, Iker was still considered one of Akloit's most prominent rich kids. However, unlike others in his position, he hadn't left home for three years. It was also rumored that he was extremely violent, moody and never touched women.

So why would someone like him agree to meet Cheyenne, a dirty abandoned woman?

George felt an indescribable desire rise up within him. It seemed like there was a flame constantly burning within his heart.

If they could gain the protection of the Todd family, then surely their status in Akloit would soar even higher than before - perhaps even surpassing the Foley family!

"Cheyenne, when did you meet the young master of the Todd family? Why don't I know about it?" George smiled kindly at her, his wrinkles deepened.

Cheyenne responded with a cold laugh. "You've never asked me that before. I don't think it's important."

"Not important? How can it not be important?" George's voice suddenly became sharp and piercing to everyone's ears.

"If you're going to the Todd's, why don't you bring me along? I'll go visit Mr. Todd and talk to him about something," George said.

Cheyenne sneered silently.

The Todd family didn't do business in Akloit, and most of its properties were racecourses and its investments were in construction equipment. Heavy industry for these major equipment was all located up north.

On the other hand, the Lawrence family worked in textiles and lived in a small coastal city.

Whether from a business coverage perspective or from regional differences, they were completely unrelated.

How could someone like Mr. Todd meet someone as insignificant as George?

Layne understood George's intentions well enough and directly rejected the latter's proposal without hesitation.

"No way! The Todd family invited me this time to treat Master Iker's illness. How can I introduce you when I haven't even met Mr. Todd?" Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

But George still persisted after hearing this response. "Dad, can you ask Master Iker for help with an introduction? That is his father; there shouldn't be any problem."

Cheyenne instinctively furrowed her brows and replied with slightly parted red lips, "Father, this may not be appropriate. Grandfather is only going to treat Master Iker's illness. It is abrupt to ask him such an ungracious favor, isn't it?"

"Besides, I'm just tagging along. Master Iker said he allowed me to stay but that doesn't necessarily apply to others!"

She wasn't lying; all of the servants at Iker's estate were men. Cheyenne was the second woman to enter the estate after his ex-fiancée.

She spoke truthfully but George and the Mitchells didn't believe her.

In their eyes, Cheyenne had no intention of helping out but made up an excuse.

Malaya was even more unwilling to accept that a divorce woman could hook up with the young master of the Todd family while her own daughter Nora could only meet some immature poor men.

She made up her mind that she must let Nora go meet Master Iker too. And it would be best if Nora could catch his attention.

"Old Mr. Edwards, look... you are able to bring Cheyenne in. Can you also let Nora come with you?" Malaya smiled flatteringly and spoke in a particularly soft and gentle voice. She even took Cheyenne's hand and patted it lightly. "Cheyenne, can you help me persuade your grandfather? Bring Nora along too. She's smart and attentive. You're bold and lively. With you two as your grandfather's helpers, things will be easier for him."

Cheyenne subtly withdrew her hand and glanced at Nora. "No way!" she scoffed.

As soon as the words came out of Cheyenne's mouth, Nora's face turned black as she asked back indignantly, "Why not? I'm not worse than you!"

"Because that's my grandpa, not yours. I'm already a drag. With a troublemaker like you around, it will only give him a headache!"

Nora bit her lip hard while glaring fiercely at her. "How dare you say that!"

"Ahem... let's stop talking about this anymore. I won't take Nora because she doesn't know medicine!" Layne cut off the conversation decisively.