Become the Richest Woman After Divorce

Chapter 67: Didn’t Die, Huh?

The interior was filled with flammable materials. The flame instantly swept through the discarded clutter and cardboard boxes in the shooting studio, engulfing the four walls like tongues of fire.

Emelia screamed in terror, coughing heavily, unable to complete her

sentences.

She had realized who it was, pounding desperately on the door, as if she could see the woman outside, she spoke viciously:

“Sophia, I knew it was you. You didn’t die, and now you’re here to torment me. You stole my man, you stole my happiness. How dare you blame me?”

“You both were divorced, yet you still can’t let go. Have you no shame? He and I are truly in love. Why can’t you just let us be?”

In the end, Emelia even cried out of a sense of injustice.

Sophia stood not far away, watching the thick smoke billowing out of the vent. She could imagine the rolling heat waves inside, no less intense than the fire she had experienced a few days ago.

Treat others as they treated you.

She just used the same method.

Sophia listened to her curses, her hoarse pleas for mercy, her weak

cries…

The surge of vengeful pleasure within her seemed to make her forget her previous pain and misery.

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It turned out that all it took was such simplicity to completely free her from the inner resentment and discomfort.

Everything between them would eventually be liberated in the great fire.

It was just that her child could never come back.

Sophia stared blankly, listening to the sound of a distant whistle, before she turned and left in another direction.

The firm silhouette seemed a bit bleak, but she had no regrets.

Emelia brought it upon herself, she deserved it.

She returned to the hospital and put on her original clothes again.

Sandra touched Sophia’s pale face, smiled, didn’t ask her about the result, and changed the subject:

“I played two rounds of games for you, costing a hundred thousand.”

Sophia, with a bright smile, nonchalantly picked up her own phone.

“You’re such a wimp!”

After Sandra left.

Sophia lay in bed, suddenly feeling very exhausted and tired.

Woke up from a sleep.

Kylan was arguing quietly with someone outside.

door, and saw Pierce looking at her with a complex expression, while Kylan had a stern look on

I have nothing to say

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gave her a

Emelia was tricked into a warehouse, locked in and set

were filled with anger, his

the hospital, she didn’t even leave the door yesterday,

by that woman, completely under her

been staring at Sophia’s complexion, seemingly trying to

and pale. She had not fully recovered from the carbon monoxide she inhaled during

“Is he dead?”

She asked faintly.

tightened into a straight line, his eyes darkened:

“No, just fainted.”

a pity he didn’t

in her heart that those flammable materials were all piled up in the corner of the wall, they wouldn’t explode, and it

Pierce went

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own life, she was just making Emelia pay the

her expression fragile,

suspected me, then he should

dark

a deep breath, composed himself, and pursed

doubt you,

his eyes coldly glancing at Kylan, his brows

to rest, and you still didn’t leave?”

you who should

his gloomy eyes briefly swept over

“Let him go.”

eyes and brows carrying a hint

who should have left.”

and falling, as he struggled

at Sophia and turned to

to

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clearly doubted her, and just

giving her a stern look with a cold

afternoon, was it you who did

at the corner of her

fell silent, his tone growing

Emelia set fire

would not have impulsively accused the innocent without having

relationship between the waiter and Molly, but Sophia had already taken action. It could only be said that Sophia had long known who

nodded, tacitly

face instantly clouded over, his aura

I would have killed her myself,

face pale. She tilted her head back to look

feel satisfied, let alone I have

“Sophia…”

his sister, and even

bro, I had an alibi for yesterday.

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