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.

my senior in medical

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

Eddie do it because she

young, not

agreed beforehand to put all the

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

now people only trusted that flimsy piece of paper with their names on

let me not

her

“Can you handle it?”

your foot injury hasn’t healed yet,

was transferred from the morgue to

surgery resumed, with the operating room’s overhead lights turned on, casting a glaring white spotlight on the surgical

knife in his hand, giving instructions from the sidelines with her lips slightly

a gentle swipe of the sharp silver surgical knife, Jase’s abdomen was effortlessly cut open, as

a long

Cheyenne’s instructions and found the small piece she had

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

was densely packed, like a silkworm cocoon, shocking

definitely wasn’t a

“What is this?”

eggs,” Cheyenne

Terry looked at the enlarged LCD screen on the wall, her face turning

and couldn’t help but

herself quickly turned her head to the other

that there would be such disgusting things in her

remained calm, looking at Cheyenne

out the surgery methodically, showing

wasn’t something that could be achieved

of

sour feeling rose in

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255