To ensure the safety of his son-in-law, Channing even sent the four bodyguards he hired at great expense to the Foley family.
Kelvin felt his father-in-law’s affection for the second time.
He felt extremely honored!
Upon seeing his reaction, Cheyenne couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Do you know what my dad actually said?”
“What did my father-in-law say? Tell me.”
Cheyenne cleared her throat and deliberately lowered her voice.
[Even if I don’t like this kid, he’s still my son-in-law. No one can bully him!]
After hearing this, Kelvin felt overjoyed, his mouth almost stretching to his ears.
“Father-in-law finally acknowledges me as his son-in-law this time.”
It’s really not easy.
Seeing his smug expression, Cheyenne couldn’t help but want to laugh, reaching out and pinching his waist.
“Don’t be too proud. My dad is nice to you now because you managed to survive. I’m his beloved daughter, after all.”
“Yes, yes, but you are also the one I love the most. Cheyenne, it’s getting late, let’s rest early.”
“But I’m not sleepy, you go ahead and sleep first.”
“What’s the rush, you’ll be saying you’re sleepy later…”
Before, he could use his injury as an excuse, but now that he proved to be uninjured, Kelvin certainly wouldn’t give her any chance to back down.
Locking the door, he lifted her horizontally and strode towards the bedroom.
Cheyenne was speechless.
Men are indeed insatiable!
The next day, the sunlight gently spilled from the clouds, illuminating the city.
Three off-road vehicles were neatly parked by the side of the suburban road.
Leading the group, Iker deliberately took off his military uniform today and changed into casual clothes.
Leaning against the car door with his arms crossed, he appeared with his long and straight legs.
Old Bray, Paisley, and Eddie sat in the second car, with Iker’s subordinates driving.
And the driver of the third car was Kelvin, while Cheyenne, who stayed up late last night, was lying in the back seat catching up on sleep.
They had been waiting here for almost ten minutes and still hadn’t left. Leandro, who had a bad temper, angrily pushed open the car door and got out.
He went straight to Iker.
“Iker, aren’t we supposed to hit the road? Why are we still dawdling here?”
Iker flicked away the cigarette in his hand, stepped on it with his shoe, and looked up at Leandro.
“Leandro, don’t be in a hurry. There’s a saying that goes ‘If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools.'”
“We’re waiting here to prepare some things that may be needed in the future.”
Although Leandro understood the explanation, he was still impatient.
“You kid, why do you speak in such a fancy way? I’ve read as many books as you have, if not more.”
“Preparing things, huh? When will they be ready?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Iker looked at the two figures emerging in the distance, a smile slowly appearing on his face.
“Alright, they’re here. Leandro, get back in the car, we’re ready to go.”
“What’s coming? Let me see…”
Leandro turned around and saw a man and a woman walking towards them.
The man was strong and muscular, with dark skin, wearing a black jacket with a terrifying skull on his exposed arms.
He carried a large black bag on his shoulder, which seemed particularly heavy.
The woman beside him had short, neat hair, dressed in a black outfit that outlined her sexy figure.
“Who are these two?”
The man and woman had already walked up to Master Iker, threw their things on the ground, and saluted.
“Greetings, Master Iker.”
“Um, no need for formalities. Put the stuff in the trunk and let’s get in the car.”
“Sure.”
The man took over the task of driving voluntarily, while the woman conscientiously sat in the passenger seat, leaving Iker alone in the back seat.
Leandro whispered to him, asking about the identities of the two.
“They’re bounty hunters I hired from the underworld for five million.”
“The guy’s named Octavio, the girl’s named Araceli. Leandro, feel free to order them around.”
Spending five million to hire two bounty hunters, Iker boy is really generous. But it also shows that after the last incident, he’s acting more maturely, not recklessly taking his own men with him. He’s afraid they might lose their lives.
Cheyenne woke up to find themselves in another city. They had been driving all morning and stopped at a service area to rest temporarily.
Looking at the unfamiliar scenery outside the window, she was momentarily dazed and hadn’t fully come to her senses.
“Where… where are we? And where’s Kelvin…”
She elegantly stretched and yawned, got out of the car, and took a couple of steps only to see a man approaching her with two fast food meals.
Kelvin, seeing her awake, quickened his pace towards her.
With a gentle voice, he looked at her rosy face and said, “You’re finally awake. Are you hungry?”
Cheyenne, upon hearing this, touched her slightly hollow stomach.
“I am a bit hungry. Where are we?”
“Let’s go eat first. Master Iker and Leandro are in the cafeteria. I thought you were still asleep, so I planned to take the food back for you to eat.”
Seeing Cheyenne coming, Leandro glanced at her and then started teasing her.
“Cheyenne, you sleep for so long. No wonder Mr. Owen says your monthly salary isn’t enough to cover deductions.”
The hospital used to have a rule that being late for work would result in a 200 dollars fine. But after Cheyenne could only get 2, 000 dollars a month due to deductions, so that rule was revoked.
Old Bray’s meaningful gaze hovered between the two, then he deliberately kicked Leandro with his foot.
“You old rascal, just jealous that the young folks have good energy. You’ve been single for decades. How about I introduce you to someone?”
“I know a lady who’s great at square dancing, wearing those big floral skirts…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Old Bray was frightened by Paisley’s stare.
He quickly explained, “I swear I don’t even know her. I was just bored while picking up water bottles, sat down for a few minutes and watched…”
“If you like to watch, go ahead. What’s it got to do with me? Hmph, Cheyenne, let’s go, let’s ignore them and eat separately.”
So Cheyenne was dragged away by Paisley.
Kelvin looked at his empty hands, wondering why everyone wanted to grab Cheyenne’s attention!
Seeing this, Old Bray put his dry hand into Kelvin’s hand.
“Come here, good lad, let’s sit separately from women. Let them go, stingy!”
Such words made Cheyenne burst into laughter. She inexplicably felt like an old cheesy man was teasing a young girl.