She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 411: Forest

Kelvin’s face darkened instantly. It seemed like TWILIGHT intended to closely watch Cheyenne. Wasn’t it dangerous for her to live alone in the villa?

Old Mr. Edwards was old and frail, Iker had mobility issues, and Benson, being blind, could hardly protect himself.

In short, everyone around her was either old, weak, sick, or disabled.

The best solution now was to have Cheyenne stay at the Foley mansion, where she would have several bodyguards with her, making it safer.

Kelvin’s train of thought had shifted from the murder case to TWILIGHT, and finally to her. He didn’t even hear clearly what Cheyenne said.

Cheyenne was unaware of Kelvin’s thoughts and continued speaking about her own doubts.

“But it doesn’t make sense. The autopsy report stated that Jase’s time of death was approximately twenty-four hours ago. At that time, we were still at TWILIGHT. How did the killer frame and target me?” Could the killer have planned from the beginning to have her hair?

Frowning, Cheyenne felt her mind was a chaotic mess, with many scattered clues that urgently needed to be connected.

Unconsciously, she reached out and slapped her own head, forcing herself to quickly come up with a breakthrough.

The next moment, a pair of warm, slightly coarse hands covered her small hand, easily gripping her wrist and pulling her soft wrist down.

In a cold voice, he said, “You’re not smart enough. Just go to the hospital and see who Jase had contact with before his death.”

Cheyenne nodded lightly, realizing the proximity between her and Kelvin, her face stiffened, and she regained her previous expressionless demeanor.

“Let go of your hand,” she commanded.

Kelvin had no choice but to release his grip and watched as she raised her long, slender legs and walked towards Gordon. The jealousy in his heart grew stronger.

I ask where Jase’s body was currently placed?

This question startled Gordon.

woman, was bold enough to want to see the body… Most

Later, Gordon understood.

not an ordinary

In the low temperature

brave

Swish.

hand, clad in gloves, pressed down on his lungs and discovered

body remained intact. There was only some dirt in the crevices of the fingernails, which likely happened when Jase accidentally got stuck in

Especially when he saw her gaze fixed on Jase’s purplish and

could replace that lifeless body

to his lungs and

conducted the autopsy

“It was me.”

coat, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses rested

Gordon’s old partner and had been working as a forensic pathologist for ten years, making him an

right hand, still wearing the glove that had just touched the

She momentarily forgot.

hand, “Hello, Miss Lawrence. Is there any issue with

grew colder as he shook hands with Miss Lawrence. He initially thought it

he inadvertently turned and met Mr. Foley’s gaze, Yurem finally understood where that chilling air

retracted

noticed a soft spot on the abdomen of

stunned, then explained, “Miss Lawrence, I did notice. However, the patient had a history of

as he finished speaking, Cheyenne ruthlessly refuted his words, her voice sharp and echoing in

success and a failure can make all the difference. We should not have words like ‘most likely.’ Yurem, as a forensic pathologist, you