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.

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

in

the spacious and luxurious hall became somewhat crowded with Gordon’s

came so quickly. I wanted to go

lit up with an astonishing brightness,

such an obvious

the chat records he saw on Cheyenne’s phone earlier, he darkened his

first mourn Madam Erica’s death.” Kelvin’s tone sounded particularly unkind, puzzling Gordon as to where he had offended the

to

Iker and hadn’t noticed

“What’s this?”

box looked aged, adorned with a deep red ribbon, and in the center was a

her diary, and it’s also a gift she

had wanted to give these paper cranes to Iker, but she died before she had the chance to

to the hospital to investigate what kind of medicine it

I have something to discuss with you. Can we

into Gordon’s

were still open, allowing him to clearly see Cheyenne and Gordon sitting close together in the back seat. It made him infuriated. How could she be so close to another man… Just as he was getting angry, the scene that made him jealous

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

the knife has

there any fingerprints

his head disappointingly. “The killer was cunning. There were no fingerprints on the handle. It

this result, but she still

we need to find the