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.

0.00%

15:40

Chapter 47 Didn’t Die Hub?

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.

and saw Pierce looking at her

nothing

15 69%

67: Didn’t

her a deep.

Emelia was tricked into a warehouse, locked in and set

filled with anger, his voice

in the hospital, she didn’t even leave the door yesterday, on what grounds are they falsely

were bewitched by that woman, completely under her

staring at Sophia’s complexion, seemingly trying to discern something

eyes, her entire face fragile and pale. She had not fully

“Is he dead?”

She asked faintly.

lips tightened into a straight line, his eyes

“No, just fainted.”

a

in the corner of the wall,

Pierce went

20 550r

67 Try

risk her own life, she was

him, her expression fragile, yet her eyes exceptionally

suspected me, then he should have called

eyes were dark and

deep breath, composed himself,

doubt you,

Kylan, his brows and eyes shadowed

rest, and you still

“It’s you who should leave.”

briefly swept over Kylan, then turned to Sophia, his voice deep

“Let him go.”

and brows carrying a

you who

falling, as he struggled to control

at Sophia and turned to

to carry

45.08%

15.40

67 Didn’t Die Phind

slightly. He clearly doubted her, and just left like

took her back, giving her a

it you who did it?”

at the corner of her mouth,

silent, his

set fire in

quickly realized that his sister would not have impulsively accused the innocent without having obtained clear evidence.

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

nodded, tacitly agreeing.

instantly clouded over, his aura cold

have killed her myself, there would have been no need

forced a smile, her face pale. She tilted her head back to look at Kylan, her voice faintly

take revenge with my own hands to feel satisfied, let alone I have no intention of dirtying

“Sophia…”

for his sister, and even

I had an alibi for

58.55%