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.

and I were competitors, he was my senior

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

agreed, but she insisted on having Eddie do it because she didn’t

she looked too young, not at all

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

helplessly, indicating that she was just too lazy to obtain the

now people only trusted that flimsy piece of paper with their

let me not

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

“Can you handle it?”

your foot injury hasn’t

was transferred from the morgue

lights turned on, casting a glaring white spotlight on the surgical table. Eddie

side, her gaze fixed on the knife in his hand,

the sharp silver surgical knife, Jase’s abdomen was effortlessly cut

a long

found the small piece she had pressed with her

he made the incision, white round objects

packed, like

wasn’t

“What is this?”

Cheyenne

LCD screen on the wall, her face turning

her arm in time and

her head

her uncle’s

remained calm, looking

she didn’t personally operate, under her guidance, Eddie carried out the surgery methodically, showing the deep understanding between Cheyenne and

wasn’t something that could be

the two of them often

rose in his

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