She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 445: Not Everyone Has That Fortune

She stood with her back to the approaching person, unable to see his or her actions, but her years of honed sensitivity made her sense a gradually approaching danger. Slightly turning her head, she caught a glimpse of a stranger in black standing behind her in the dressing table mirror, steadily drawing closer.

Sunlight from outside shone on the short knife, reflecting off the mirror and into Cheyenne’s eyes, causing a piercing silver glare.

Just as the person was about to strike while she was off guard, Cheyenne suddenly turned her head to stare coldly, and her voice sounded like an icy abyss in the room. The person’s heart pounded in fear.

“Do you need something?”

It was the maid who had guided her upstairs earlier, her ordinary face pale, wearing a stiff professional smile.

“Miss Lawrence, this is Madam Erica’s room. What are you doing here?”

Taking a deep breath, Cheyenne replied forcefully, “Master Lewis asked me to bring him here.”

The little one lifted his delicate face at just the right moment, reached out to hold onto Cheyenne’s neck, bobbing his head cutely, his voice with a hint of crying.

“I miss Mommy… Fairy sister.”

“Okay, okay, don’t cry. I’ll take you outside to see her.”

Cheyenne picked up Master Lewis and the black box and walked past the maid without any trace of guilt, leaving with a show of confidence.

As they brushed past each other, Cheyenne glanced suspiciously at her, while the maid kept one hand behind her back and made way for her. Everything appeared normal.

left, the maid carefully examined the room again, finding everything untouched except

was in that

the memorial hall, the spacious and luxurious hall became somewhat

you came so quickly. I wanted to go

the moment he saw Cheyenne, his deep eyes lit up with an astonishing brightness, and the cold

noticed such an

phone earlier, he darkened his face and stepped forward to

Kelvin’s tone sounded particularly unkind, puzzling Gordon as to where he had offended the former. But it

he returned, he saw Kelvin standing next to Cheyenne, as if

talking to Iker and hadn’t noticed when Kelvin had walked up

“What’s this?”

cardboard box looked aged, adorned with

and it’s also a gift

paper cranes to Iker, but

return to the hospital to investigate what kind of medicine it was. She hastily bid

wait a moment. I have something to discuss with you. Can we speak privately?” Gordon followed her a few steps and spoke softly.

into

windows were still open, allowing him to clearly see Cheyenne and Gordon sitting close

finished speaking, and she couldn’t help but notice the sharp, freezing gaze being directed towards them from outside the window. She couldn’t

on the knife has

there any fingerprints on

fingerprints on the

already anticipated this result, but she

we need to find