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.

them grimace. Cheyenne covered her nose with her

“That can actually be true, given the nature of our work. So most of us aren’t really romantic.

Murillo, you hold a high position, you’re young, and there are many women who like you.” Gordon laughed without saying a word, his face clearly reflecting a shadow

status was too high, while he was just a lowly

While walking in front without turning back, she couldn’t resist asking, “Who is the person you like, Mr. Murillo? Can I know?” Gordon gave a vague answer, “She’s in Onistead, and I’m afraid I won’t see her in this lifetime. Miss Lawrence, please don’t ask

spoke lightly, but Cheyenne seemed to see his sadness. She

comfortingly patted Gordon’s

being single!” As Cheyenne continued her exaggerated remarks, Gordon quickly changed the subject. “By the way, there have

case, Cheyenne immediately shifted into a professional mode and turned her head to ask,

through his belongings. It

“Alright.”

Cheyenne sat on the couch and opened the diary. It contained some of

made 100, 000 today, in less than a minute! Damn, it’s so easy for rich people to make money. Money begets more money!

to the money house to gamble again. It’s really a good place. Not only does money come

he drove with Erica to the Cloud Hotel so she could meet Aidan

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 children

although Konner had lost his conscience, he was still a good father. After finishing the diary, Cheyenne closed it, absentmindedly placing it on the table as she fell into deep thought. Aidan and Erica had shared a room together? That meant the two of them must have had some connection.

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