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

his 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

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 aren’t really romantic. There are many of us in our 30s who are still unmarried.” He unexpectedly started complaining

is that possible? Mr. Murillo, you hold a high position, you’re young,

person’s status was too high, while he was just

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

seemed to see his

comfortingly patted Gordon’s shoulder, leaving him somewhat

is easier than getting out of being single!” As Cheyenne continued her exaggerated remarks,

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

Konner’s wife, who found a diary while sorting through his belongings. It contains some useful information. You can take a look

“Alright.”

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 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

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

he was referring to Soar Casino. There were several more entries that mentioned Soar Casino. One of them said, “Today, I followed the young master to the money house to gamble again. It’s really

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

finding those materials would allow him to continue gambling. His goal for this year was to buy a large house, a beachfront villa, where

the table as she fell into deep thought. Aidan and Erica