Became A Queen After divorce

Davon quickly returned to his senses and also reached out to shake Layne’s hand.

“My older brother has had a leg problem for many years and now he needs your help, old Mr. Edwards. As long as you can cure my brother’s leg, I will agree to any conditions you put.” His expression was sincere, as if he were truly worried about Iker.

However, the information showed that Iker wasn’t very fond of his younger brother and they rarely appeared together.

Davon cared more about Iker’s condition than Cheyenne expected.

Layne wasn’t just some young guy in his twenties anymore; he had lived long enough to become shrewd. He chose what he said depending on who he was talking to.

He shook hands with Master Davon without changing his expression. “Don’t worry, Master Davon. Since I promised to come and treat your brother’s illness, I will do my best.”

He then paused for one second before a hint of distress and sorrow appeared on his face. “But it has been so many years since I treated the patient. Master Iker’s illness may be quite difficult, so I cannot promise I can cure him.”

Davon was secretly pleased since that was good news for him.

In a tender voice, Davon comforted Layne. “Old Mr. Edwards, just do your best. I believe in your medical skills and character.”

As he lowered his head, his long and thick eyelashes covered the mockery in his eyes. “It’s okay if you can’t cure my brother. Alas.”

Cheyenne stood aside and glanced at Davon thoughtfully.

After they visited the zoo for almost an hour, Master Iker came to the main house, so Adrian led them back, while Davon went back to his place for a shower and change of clothes.

It was 6 PM, just in time for dinner. The Todd family’s banquet had begun. A rectangular table with white cloth was set up, adorned with candles and vibrant flowers. Delicious food filled the table, pleasing all senses. All three ladies were dressed in their finest attire.

Kai changed into a black satin tuxedo with a white shirt underneath, sporting an exquisite cat-shaped diamond cufflink on his sleeve. It was clear that Erica had helped him put together this outfit. As a military man, this did not seem like his usual style.

Erica sat closest to Kai and wore a red dress similar in style to Cheyenne’s but without the high collar or slit up the leg, instead opting for a deep V-neckline that exposed her smooth back.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Thalia and Poppy chose modest long dresses that exuded elegance and gracefulness, since no matter how much they dressed up, they couldn’t compete with Erica in the youthfulness and beauty.

As a distinguished guest, Layne sat in the first seat to Kai’s right. Next to him was Cheyenne, and across from her was an empty seat that seemed to have been reserved for Iker. But as the clock approached 6:30, Iker still hadn’t arrived.

Just then, Davon arrived in his well-tailored white suit that perfectly showcased his lean and muscular physique – long legs, broad shoulders, narrow waist – a perfect inverted triangle shape. The white suit also added an air of elegance and sophistication to his already charming smile.

“Good evening, Mom and Dad, Madam Poppy and Erica.” Davon greeted everyone before taking a seat next to Cheyenne. He propped up one elbow on the table with one hand supporting his chin while staring intently at her.

In the candlelight, Cheyenne’s flawless skin looked so smooth it appeared poreless; she had delicate features with rosy lips and clear eyes like water reflecting light. She glanced at him before saying teasingly, “Wow, Master Davon, you’re quick! It hasn’t even been half an hour since we parted ways but you’ve changed your clothes and done your hair.”

Cheyenne caught a whiff of his cologne which made her unconsciously slow down her breathing; she didn’t particularly like this brand because it felt too greasy on the skin.

She liked the cool and mysterious scent on Kelvin’s body, like the deep sea, making people unable to resist exploring.

But why did she think of that man again? She shook her head.

She tried to forget his face and scent.

Davon didn’t mind and replied with a chuckle, “You and your grandfather are distinguished guests who visit here for the first time, so of course, I can’t keep you waiting.”

Thalia pretended to be angry at her son’s attitude and said, “Don’t be rude and delay Miss Lawrence’s meal.”

Afterwards, Thalia even took the initiative to pour Cheyenne a glass of red wine and said in a gentle voice, “Don’t mind him. He’s always like this, idling away and learning how to talk smoothly. I can hardly control him.”

Davon felt that his mother had embarrassed him in front of others but could only smile helplessly.

Erica kept looking between them with great interest before saying, “Miss Lawrence is beautiful. She would make a good match for our Davon. He should seize this opportunity.”

Cheyenne blushed at her words while Davon just glanced at her with dimmed eyes.

He couldn’t understand why Kelvin would choose an insipid woman over someone as lively as Cheyenne who was more attractive both physically and mentally than any other women he had met before. He didn’t mind playing with her.

Layne coughed and shook his head slightly.

“Madam Erica, you’re just joking. My Cheyenne is naughty. How can she match up to Master Davon? I intend to send her back to university for more education.”

Miss Lawrence had never attended university! This sudden news surprised everyone. After all, the Todd family did not raise idlers or keep any waste.

Thalia was a master’s graduate in dance and physical education. And Poppy, who looked ordinary, was an international tea artist. She studied tea art at a prestigious university and brewed expensive teas.

Erica may look unconventional but at fifteen years old, Kai sent her to study abroad in Metshire. At eighteen years old, she returned with dual doctoral degrees in law and finance.

None of this family could be considered “low-achieving”, so it was hard to imagine what someone who hadn’t attended college would be like. Their gaze towards Cheyenne was even tinged some disdain.