She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 413

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.

I were competitors, he was my senior in medical skills, and

about his death, as I believe you also want a clear

Terry agreed, but she insisted on having Eddie do

not at all like an accomplished

agreed beforehand to put all the blame on Cheyenne. But Mrs. Terry

could only spread her hands helplessly, indicating that she was just too lazy to obtain the

trusted that flimsy piece of paper with

then let me not

matter, he walked to her side with a smile, as gentle as

“Can you handle it?”

that your foot injury hasn’t healed yet, so you should rest on the

the body was transferred from the morgue to

overhead lights turned on, casting a glaring white spotlight on the surgical table. Eddie put on his blue surgical gown and white rubber gloves

stood by the side, her gaze fixed on the knife in his hand, giving instructions

the sharp silver surgical knife, Jase’s abdomen

had been in cold storage for a long

and found the small

as he made the incision, white round

packed, like a

wasn’t

“What is this?”

eggs,” Cheyenne replied with

the enlarged LCD screen on the wall, her face turning pale, almost collapsing

in time and couldn’t

she herself quickly turned her head to the other

there would be such disgusting things in her uncle’s stomach. She felt like throwing up at

Kelvin remained calm, looking

carried out the surgery methodically, showing

wasn’t something that could be

of them often

a sour feeling rose in

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