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.

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

I have nothing to say to you!”

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her a deep.

in and

eyes were filled with anger, his voice cold and mocking:

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

were bewitched by that woman, completely under

had been staring at Sophia’s complexion, seemingly trying to

fragile and pale. She had

“Is he dead?”

She asked faintly.

tightened into a straight line, his eyes

“No, just fainted.”

a

knew in her heart that those flammable materials were all piled up in the corner of the wall,

Pierce went even faster.

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risk her own life, she was just

pursed her lips, looking up at him, her expression fragile, yet her eyes exceptionally

Mr. Clement suspected me, then he should

dark and unclear,

deep breath, composed himself, and pursed

didn’t doubt you, rest

spoke, his eyes coldly glancing at Kylan, his brows and eyes shadowed

rest, and

sneered, “It’s you who

eyes briefly swept over Kylan,

“Let him go.”

brows carrying a hint of languid

was you who should

jaw tightened instantly, his chest rising and falling, as he struggled

at Sophia and

steps seemed to

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doubted her, and just left

giving her a stern look with a

you who did

at the corner

silent, his tone

Emelia set fire in the

quickly realized that his sister would not have impulsively accused the innocent without having

and Molly, but Sophia had already taken action.

nodded, tacitly

face instantly clouded over, his aura cold

killed her myself, there would have been no need to dirty

pale. She tilted her head back to look at Kylan, her voice faintly calm:

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

“Sophia…”

sister, and

an alibi for yesterday. Even if you

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