Became A Queen After divorce

“I…”

Eddie couldn’t muster a smile this time.

Indeed, he was already thirty-two and still single.

Comparing himself to Kelvin and Master Glenn, who both had two children, he felt like he was stuck in place.

A sense of sadness welled up in Eddie’s heart.

He silently replied to Kelvin, “If it weren’t for Cheyenne’s kindness, you’d still be a bachelor.”

Kelvin couldn’t argue with that.

Eddie was right; if he hadn’t met Cheyenne, he might have chosen to live alone for the rest of his life.

At most, he would have adopted a child, but it wouldn’t be as adorable as his own.

He couldn’t stand a day without seeing his precious daughter.

Having successfully countered, Eddie smiled faintly and continued, “Why should men make things difficult for each other?”

“You’re right.”

Cheyenne didn’t know what the two men were talking about behind her back, but she was a bit surprised to see them exchanging glances.

“What are you two doing?”

“Nothing, we’ve arrived at the Duke’s mansion.”

Kelvin whispered to her.

“Oh, let’s go in. Once inside, observe more and speak less.”

Last night, she had stayed up late reading information about the Gilliam family and Duke Austen, and she understood the reason for Lord Parker’s illness.

She felt a deep disdain in her heart. If it weren’t for the money, she would have left immediately.

In the room, Cheyenne finally met one of Zheemond’s notorious wastrels-Lord Crete Parker.

He was just as she imagined: fat and greasy. In fact, he looked even worse than in the newspapers.

Thinking about how such a person had ruined many innocent girls because of his family’s wealth, Cheyenne’s face turned cold.

She spoke professionally, “Greetings, Lord Parker. I am here at your father’s invitation to treat you. Please lie down on the bed.”

As she spoke, Cheyenne quickly opened the medical kit she had brought.

It wasn’t really a medical kit, just a bundle of silver needles wrapped in cotton cloth, which she spread out on a long table.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Even though Lord Parker was currently weak, his flirtatious nature hadn’t changed upon seeing a beautiful woman.

His eyes were fixed on her stunning face, thinking she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

He almost drooled.

He grinned and said, “Miss Lawrence, you are very beautiful. You look like you’re only twenty. Why work so hard? Find a good man and you’ll be set for life.”

He thought he was being humorous, but Cheyenne’s face darkened upon hearing this.

“Find who? I already have two children. Lord Parker, you should worry about yourself.”

“Do you even realize your situation?”

Duke Austen glared at Lord Parker, signaling him to shut up for daring to flirt with the doctor.

He turned to apologize to everyone.

“Sorry, Miss Lawrence. My son was just joking. Please don’t mind him.”

“He’s always like this. I’ll make sure to educate him properly in the future.”

Cheyenne snorted lightly in agreement.

“Don’t worry. I’ll ‘take good care’ of Lord Parker.”

As for how well he would recover and when he would fully recover, she made no guarantees.

“That’s good. I’ll leave everything to you, Miss Lawrence.”

“Of course. I’ll prepare the necessary tools first. During the acupuncture session, no one should disturb us except Eddie.”

The silver needles gleamed, catching everyone’s attention.

It was Duke Austen’s first time seeing traditional medicine’s acupuncture. He curiously glanced at Cheyenne’s tools.

“I can’t believe these needle-like things can cure illnesses.”

“Needles?”

Hearing Duke Austen’s disdainful tone towards acupuncture, Cheyenne smiled faintly.

She picked up a silver needle and glanced at a teacup about ten meters away.

With a flick of her wrist, the needle flew through the air and shattered the teacup right in front of Duke Austen.

The crisp sound of breaking porcelain filled the room with debris scattered everywhere.

No one saw when Cheyenne made her move; she had merely flicked her hair moments ago.

Now, a silver needle stood upright on the fine yellow rosewood round table where the teacup had been.

“Wow! I didn’t know Miss Lawrence’s needles were so powerful! It’s like a movie! So cool! I can’t believe it’s real!”

Pearl was excited as if discovering a new world for the first time.

Declan remained calm.

“Impressive skills, Miss Lawrence!”

Declan clapped his hands and praised her generously.

Duke Austen retracted his earlier words. He stared dumbfounded at the woman before him, thinking:

[This is no embroidery needle; it’s a deadly weapon!]

“Miss Lawrence is truly remarkable. No wonder she’s a young genius in traditional medicine. I’ll leave my son in your capable hands.”

Cheyenne had no intention of showing off; she just wanted to make it clear that her needles could save lives or take them!

Lord Parker was impressed by her needle skills.

From the moment she entered the room, he was captivated by her beauty. Now she seemed even more like a cool and authoritative queen.

Lord Parker had mostly dated coquettish women before. Cheyenne’s appearance was a refreshing change.

He realized that women weren’t just like kittens; conquering such a sexy and aloof goddess would be more fulfilling.

But this thought quickly faded away.

Kelvin never expected that he’d have to guard against Eddie at the hotel;

Against Duke Blair at the banquet;

And now against the patient while treating an illness…

All because Cheyenne was too beautiful, attracting these annoying flies one after another.

“Mr. Zamora, I’ll leave everything to you. Make sure my wife doesn’t get too tired.”

Before leaving, Kelvin patted Eddie on the shoulder and spoke earnestly into his ear.

Their eyes met, and although they exchanged no extra words, an understanding formed between them.

Eddie smiled innocently at Pearl.

“Mr. Foley, rest assured. I will handle it.”