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.

to open the door, and saw Pierce looking at her with a

nothing to say to you!”

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gave her a

Emelia was tricked into a warehouse, locked in and set

filled with anger,

the truth? Sophia was still in the hospital, she didn’t even leave the

guess you were bewitched by that woman,

seemingly trying to discern

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

“Is he dead?”

She asked faintly.

into a straight line, his eyes darkened:

“No, just fainted.”

“It’s a pity he didn’t

materials were all piled up in the corner of the wall, they wouldn’t explode, and it was impossible to burn

went even

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her own life, she was just making Emelia

him, her expression fragile, yet her

then he

dark

a deep breath, composed himself, and

doubt you, rest well.”

glancing at Kylan, his brows and eyes

wanted to rest, and you still didn’t

sneered, “It’s you who

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

“Let him go.”

there, her eyes and brows carrying

it was you who should

his chest rising and falling, as he struggled to control his emotions.

deep look at Sophia and turned

steps seemed to

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slightly. He clearly doubted her,

her a stern look with a cold expression:

it you

corner

silent, his tone growing somber:

set fire

quickly realized that his sister would not have impulsively

but Sophia had already taken action. It could only be said that Sophia had

nodded, tacitly

instantly clouded over, his aura cold and

should have told me earlier, I would have killed her myself, there would

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

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

“Sophia…”

his sister, and even

an alibi for yesterday.

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