She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 337: Franklin Points Fingers

Cheyenne suddenly realized what Abbie just told her was nothing but a lie. She chuckled. “Miss Berry, so you’re entertaining thoughts of passion with Mr. Foley on my bed? Well, well, this is truly eye-opening. Seems like you wealthy folks enjoy such games!”

With that, Kelvin’s face grew even darker, his voice icy as he angrily retorted, “Cheyenne, what nonsense are you spouting?”

He had never touched Abbie before, not in the past, not now, and certainly not in the future. However, Abbie, whose thoughts were now laid bare, surprised everyone. The poised and elegant debutante revealed herself as a scandalous woman.

The servants’ eyes, once respectful, now bore disdain and mockery for Abbie.

Emelia, summoned by Kelvin just as she settled to sleep, appeared with Vincent. Upon hearing that the keys were taken by her, Emelia’s gaze faltered for a moment. She hastily approached and slapped the maid across the face.

“You’re lying! I never asked you for the keys. You neglected your duty, and Miss Berry happened to find them. Don’t pin it on me!”

Small red marks adorned the fair skin of the maid’s face as she tearfully spoke, “I didn’t, Master Kelvin. Truly, it was Lady Emelia who asked me to bring her the keys.”

Franklin, his eyes as fierce as a predator, suddenly kicked the maid hard in the chest. She coughed, collapsing onto the cold floor, spitting out blood that splattered like bewitching peach blossoms on the white surface.

dare you

have the audacity to blame it

at her kneeling form. Undoubtedly, she was

her three months’ salary and have her leave

floor remained, noticed by Cheyenne, who bit her rosy lip in silence, but her almond-shaped eyes filled with

nightgown, had never provoked

revealed the ugliest side of humanity – the abuse of

said, coughing. She was content with three months’ salary, even if it

Cheyenne guessed that Franklin’s kick had injured her internally. Out of compassion, she handed the

the maid looked at the delicate hand holding the silver-gilded business card, her eyes

Miss Lawrence,” the maid

she felt remorseful towards Miss Lawrence. She had lived here for three years, and just like others, she had gossiped about Cheyenne and Abbie. When she handed

women naturally couldn’t stand someone more attractive. Miss Berry, with her ordinary looks but talent, had made her feel a slight connection. However, she had clearly made a mistake.

maid left with Joe, and those remaining in the corridor felt the matter had come to a temporary close. The maid

a tearful gaze, “I’m sorry, Kelvin. I didn’t think much after finding

her look pitiable. The slapped side of her face was visibly swollen. However, Kelvin, now unsympathetic,