Chapter 413: Miss Lawrence Is Different

Mrs. Terry couldn’t bear her husband’s frequent domestic violence, especially when he was drunk.

She had long wished for his death.

Now that Jase was dead, it was actually a relief for Mrs. Terry. Whether there were clues didn’t matter that much to her.

Juliana, however, told her that Cheyenne was wealthy and if she could prove her as the murderer, she would receive a substantial compensation.

Her husband had taken away all the money in the house, most of which ended up in the pockets of his mistress and their illegitimate child.

Meanwhile, she and her daughter were living in a small apartment. Her only hope now was to get that money and leave this heartbreaking place with her daughter, never to return. Cheyenne could easily see that Mrs. Terry could be easily swayed and manipulated.

Perhaps she could find some clues from her.

So, Cheyenne looked at Mrs. Terry intently, gently took her hand, and comforted her, “Madam, I know Mr. Terry’s death has caused you a great deal of pain.”

“Now I am accused of being the murderer, but I’m innocent. Please give me a chance to clear my name, and I promise I can find the real killer.”

“Furthermore, if you have any difficulties, please speak up. I won’t let you down.”

When Cheyenne got closer, she noticed the faint marks of bruises on Mrs. Terry’s fair neck, hidden beneath her collar.

Even the area near her temple was slightly swollen.

Compassion welled up within her.

She discreetly slipped a one million dollar check into Mrs. Terry’s hand.

Mrs. Terry hesitated as she held the check, and it was at that moment that Eddie joined in the persuasion.

He suddenly approached, bowed deeply and sincerely to Mrs. Terry, his voice gentle like the breeze, gently blowing into one’s heart.

was my

to find the truth about his death, as I believe you also want

insisted on having Eddie do it because

not at all like an

Mrs. Chambers and Juliana alike. They had agreed beforehand to put all the blame on Cheyenne. But

too lazy to obtain the medical certificate. In fact, her medical skills were not

people only trusted that flimsy piece of

then let me not

walked to her side with a smile, as

“Can you handle it?”

“Yes, it’s just that your foot injury hasn’t healed yet, so

was transferred

the surgical table. Eddie put on his blue

fixed on the knife in his hand, giving instructions from

gentle swipe of the sharp silver surgical knife, Jase’s

a long time, so there was no fresh

instructions and found the small

as he made the incision, white round objects clung to his

packed, like a silkworm

wasn’t

“What is this?”

Cheyenne replied

the wall, her face turning pale, almost collapsing in

time and couldn’t help but remind her,

quickly turned her head to the

would be such disgusting things in her uncle’s stomach. She felt like

Kelvin remained calm, looking at

her guidance, Eddie carried out the surgery methodically, showing the

something that

two of them often work

feeling rose in his heart, making him feel

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