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.”

appreciated Cheyenne’s intelligence. His liking for her deepened

nose with her small hand, expressing her disdain, “Let’s go, this place is so

“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

of a bitter smile on his face, Cheyenne felt 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, his face clearly

too high, while he was

was a story behind this expression. Cheyenne loved gossip the most. 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

see his sadness. She could empathize

a knowing expression, she comfortingly patted

Mr. Murillo, keep up the good work. For now, getting rich is easier than getting out of being single!” As Cheyenne continued her exaggerated remarks, Gordon quickly changed the subject. “By the way,

shifted into a professional

diary while sorting through his belongings. It contains some useful information. You

“Alright.”

Cheyenne sat on the couch and opened the diary. It contained some of Konner’s journal entries, mostly trivial matters that were of little importance. Many of them were about what he did today, where he drove what cigarettes he smoked, and who he saw. There were also numerous complaints

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 rich people to make money. Money begets more money! While poor people have to work their whole lives.

Soar Casino. One of them said, “Today, I followed the 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 money, the young master called me up to send Mr. K

important and valuable clue so far. Konner wrote that he drove with Erica to the Cloud Hotel so she could meet Aidan and joked

allow him to continue gambling. His goal for this year was to buy a large house, a beachfront villa, where his two children

into deep thought. Aidan and Erica had shared a room together?