She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 427: Madam Erica

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be Gordon.

He emerged from inside… with his face covered in black ashes, only revealing his black eyes. When he spoke, his snow-white teeth were even more dazzling. And the white figure that startled her was a white coat. It had “Hopedale Hospital” written on the chest along with its logo. How could this be a hospital uniform?

Cheyenne was greatly shocked. There were traces of blood and green grass juice on the white coat.

It must have splattered on the person while passing through the woods, sticking the green leaves to the clothes.

On second thought, she hadn’t heard anyone in the hospital mention losing their uniform. She reached out her fair and tender hand and grabbed Gordon, curiously asking him, “Mr. Murillo, is there something under the fireplace?”

Gordon held her small hand in his, a blush quickly flashing across his dark and handsome face. He felt somewhat embarrassed and lowered his head. Girls’ hands are so soft?

When he recalled how he had dirtied Cheyenne’s delicate and fair hand, he felt even more guilty.

In a haste, he climbed up, let go of Cheyenne’s hand, and answered her, “It seems like there’s a secret passage below. I only walked about twenty meters. It was too dark, so I didn’t dare to go any further. I will bring my men here for further investigation.

Cheyenne agreed, continuing to speculate, “If this secret passage leads outside, it could explain why there are no footprints outside, but suddenly footprints appeared on the stairs.”

possible!” Gordon deeply appreciated Cheyenne’s intelligence. His liking for her deepened

clothes, a gust of wind blew, and the putrid smell in the air made both of them grimace. Cheyenne covered her nose with her small hand, expressing her disdain, “Let’s go, this

eyes almost narrowed into a line. A teasing voice sounded in Gordon’s ear, “I thought all you policemen were unromantic guys.” Gordon smiled wryly, pondered and said, “That can actually be true, given the nature of our work. So most of us

possible? Mr. Murillo, you hold a high position, you’re young, and there are many women who like

liked, but that person’s status was too high, while he was just a lowly

like, Mr. Murillo?

to see his sadness. She could empathize

comfortingly patted Gordon’s

Cheyenne continued her exaggerated remarks, Gordon quickly changed

case, Cheyenne immediately shifted into a

wife, who found a diary while sorting through his belongings.

“Alright.”

assistant who had just left returned with a police car waiting for them. Cheyenne and the assistant got into the car and headed back. The diary was delivered to her mansion near dusk. Cheyenne sat on the couch and opened the diary. It

about three months ago when there was finally a change. One entry read: “I finally made 100, 000 today, in less than a minute! Damn, it’s so easy for

young master to the money house to gamble again. It’s really a good place. Not only does money come and go, but there are also beautiful women to flirt with! But just when I made a little

last entry caught Cheyenne’s attention. It was the most important and valuable clue so far. Konner wrote that he drove with Erica to the Cloud Hotel so she could

he was still searching for materials for the young master, as finding those materials would allow him to continue gambling. His goal for this year was to buy a large house, a beachfront villa, where his two

she fell into deep thought. Aidan and