Become the Richest Woman After Divorce

Chapter 45: Don’t Turn Yourself In

The next second.

Feeling the unfamiliar temperature, Sophia straightened up, wiped away her tears, and dodged the large hand.

A sense of distance arose.

Pierce’s face was grim.

The doctor had pushed the man into the intensive care unit, the old man’s surgery was not yet finished.

But according to the doctor, the surgery was very successful, it just depends on the follow–up situation.

Sophia let out a slight sigh of relief.

That heart had finally let go a little.

If something really happened to Bianca and the old man, she would never forgive herself.

Before leaving, she had gone to the bathroom.

Heard Ava’s voice on the phone, softly and slowly complaining:

“That old woman was finally nearing her end, still in the intensive care unit. I hoped she wouldn’t make it till tomorrow.”

“I certainly didn’t forget how she was so picky and looked down on me when I first walked in. She still always says that I’m nowhere near as good as Gina. Why didn’t this car accident kill her? I might as well have just pulled her plug…”

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Sophia’s gaze darkened, a chill suddenly filling her heart.

She had experienced Ava’s malice before, but Ava hid it so well that she didn’t realize Ava hated Bianca to the bone.

She stood outside, and the person inside came out as soon as they finished the phone call.

The moment she saw Sophia, Ava’s face instantly turned cold, staring

at her with caution:

“What did you eavesdrop on?”

Sophia stared at her for a few seconds, calmly tugging at the corner of her mouth:

“I wasn’t eavesdropping, but I heard everything I needed to hear.”

She waved her own phone, which just allowed her to see the page that was recording.

Ava’s complexion suddenly changed.

She shrugged her shoulders and gave a cold laugh:

“Mrs. Clement, I warned you once, no matter how much you hated grandma, if you dared to do anything, I would let the whole world hear how vicious your words just now were!”

leave, just

about anymore, she couldn’t let her grandmother fall into another

gaze instantly sharpened, she glared at Sophia with

to threaten

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you like

in close to her, speaking with a

Clement was a dutiful son. If he knew what you said, Mrs. Clement would probably be swept out the door, wouldn’t

her lips

goal had been achieved, Sophia tugged at the corner of

unable to contain her anger, stared intently at Sophia’s retreating figure:

the hospital again, but Sophia, don’t you dare think about stepping into the

low status, but she also defied

scared, but instead, she just chuckled lightly, didn’t even turn her head, her voice was clear and

“Not impressed!”

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until Old Master Zhou finished his surgery before

two elderly people, unable to spare any attention

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was over, the doctors discussed the next step of the treatment plan and were ready to

were all top domestic experts who were temporarily

Pierce instructed Kasen:

the experts, do not

of the experts

We follow Ms. Cruise’s instructions without

for a

Sophia have gathered so many

director of Eagle Entertainment, how could he have

Inside the ward.

frantically made several calls before someone finally

matter. It’s right across from Eagle Entertainment. Mom had to chase for several days to find the opportunity to get rid of

Emelia’s vision went black, all hope vanished, she

grandparents, the founders of the Clement

Turn

ordinary–dressed, caregiver–like old lady was

crazy back

party fell silent for a moment, then their tone became sharp:

you only gave me a photo, but didn’t mention any identity. If you don’t give me

was somewhat terrified and hastily

Mom, you have

is a good thing, no one will know about the incident three years ago.

if a hand was pulling

saliva, only able to respond:

run

couldn’t lose everything that was within

The third day.

learned in the company that Bianca had fallen into a coma and that Mr. Zhou was very likely to

hardly suppress her sorrow, having visited the hospital several times, and each

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