Cheyenne couldn't believe her eyes when she woke up to find herself on the headlines of news and newspapers. Even more terrifying was the nonsense written on them:
"Master Iker wants to propose to her?"
What a joke!
She and Iker were just doctor-patient at first, and after going through so much together, they had, at most, become friends.
Master Iker proposing to her?
That would only happen if it rained red or the sun rose from the west.
Cheyenne wasn't conceited enough to think of herself as an unparalleled beauty that all men would fall for.
Master Iker should like Miss Emily, the rumors say they have been childhood sweethearts and even classmates in college... until they had to split away because of a car accident.
The last time Emily appeared together with the young heir of the Lara family, flames burned in his eyes, and his anger seemed genuine.
For someone as composed and self-controlled as him, being angry to that extent meant he cared.
Just when she confidently believed the news was surely fake, the doorbell rang.
Cheyenne, wearing a silky white nightgown, opened the door and was startled to find Master Iker standing there, dressed in a brown trench coat.
He stood tall and imposing before her, and there was an unusual hint of nervousness in his usually firm and resolute face.
Thankfully, most of his face was hidden behind sunglasses, and his changes weren't easily noticed.
Reflected on the sunglasses was the hazy, sleepy fair face of a petite woman. Just waking up, her cheeks were rosy, and faint imprints still marked her adorable face.
Cheyenne looked at the sudden crowd in disbelief gathered outside her door.
Master Iker, Mr. Murillo, and even a few soldiers wearing green military attire and holding guns.
The atmosphere turned serious and tense. She stared blankly for almost ten seconds, her breath caught involuntarily.
Then, with an innocent look on her face, she said, "Mr. Murillo, what are you all doing? I'm just a law-abiding citizen, and I haven't done anything illegal lately."
No, she meant she hadn't done anything illegal or mischievous for many years.
Hearing her words and seeing her fearful expression, everyone couldn't help but smile.
"Don't worry, we're here to bring you a great gift."
Master Iker restrained the fondness in his eyes. He had intended to reach out and touch her hair, but he thought better of it and slowly withdrew his hand, letting it hang by his sides, gently clenched into a fist.
"A gift?"
Cheyenne was utterly speechless. With all this show of force, were they here to give her a gift or attend her funeral... It's scary, you know?
"Open it!"
Suddenly, Tanner clapped his hands. The armed soldiers swiftly jogged to the back door of a car, one person on each side.
The metallic latch of the door was pulled open, capturing the attention of everyone present.
And as the door swung open, a blinding red light and the scent of money filled the air.
What happened next, many would swear they had never seen in their entire lives!
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