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

air made both of them grimace. Cheyenne covered her nose with her small hand, expressing her disdain, “Let’s go, this place is so

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 aren’t really romantic. There are many of us in

curious. “How is that possible? Mr. Murillo, you hold a high position, you’re young, and there are many women who like you.” Gordon laughed without saying a word,

that person’s status was too high, while he was just a lowly policeman with no future

she couldn’t resist asking, “Who is the person you like, Mr. Murillo? Can I know?” Gordon gave a vague answer, “She’s

Cheyenne seemed to see his sadness.

knowing expression, she comfortingly patted

up the good work. For now, getting rich is easier than getting out of being single!” As Cheyenne continued her exaggerated remarks,

immediately shifted into a

diary while sorting through his belongings. It contains some useful information. You can take a look later, Miss

“Alright.”

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

entry read: “I finally made 100, 000 today, in less than a minute! Damn, it’s so easy for rich people to make money.

“Today, I followed the young master to the money house to gamble again. It’s really a good place. Not only does money come

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 meet Aidan and joked that Erica was

master, as finding those materials would allow him to continue gambling.

that 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.