Chapter 115: Let Cheyenne Trouble Me

Cheyenne stood before everyone, still cold and proud. Her silver dress made her look like a goddess. When faced with the accusations from George and Malaya, Cheyenne seemed indifferent. She even sneered. "I don't know where you got the nerve to say that. This dress belongs to Master Iker. Only he can decide who it should be given to." Iker said coldly, "This dress is only worthy of Cheyenne. What is Nora anyway?" "George, remember to transfer the four million on time to me, or your family business would face bankruptcy." The warning filled with anger made George break out in a cold sweat. He tried to please Master Iker and see if he could get some more time. But he was scared off by Iker's imposing manner before he could even open his mouth. "Well...Master Iker, don't worry about it. The four...four million will be transferred on time." In fact, for nobles like Iker, four million was just small change. But he couldn't stand those people who bullied Cheyenne. "Hmm." After thi