She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 457

Chapter 457: Abbie’s Conspiracy

Abbie couldn’t help but recall the heartwarming scene she witnessed between Kelvin and Cheyenne earlier. She had never seen him smile so genuinely before. He had shown a side she had never experienced when they were together.

Lost in her thoughts, Abbie suddenly noticed Kelvin placing a pair of blue sapphire earrings in front of her. With a serious expression, he looked at her.

“Is this yours?” he asked.

Kelvin remembered clearly seeing her wear it numerous times before. This must be it.

As Abbie saw the earring, her heart skipped a beat, and a sense of panic arose within her. It was indeed her earring.

However, she wasn’t sure if she had lost it that night, either at the abandoned building or on her way home. She had searched for a long time but couldn’t find it anywhere.

And now, unexpectedly, it was in Kelvin’s hand.

Abbie mustered a faint smile and reached out to take them. “Yes, it’s my earring. I didn’t expect you to find it. Please, give it back to me.”

But just as her fingers were about to touch the earring, Kelvin pulled his hand back, tightly clutching onto it.

“This earring wasn’t found by me but Cheyenne,” he stated firmly.

Oh no!

her reaction, evidently realizing something, and his handsome face turned ashen as he punched the sofa’s armrest, causing a dull pain

rang out coldly. “Did you kill

now you’re taking Cheyenne’s side against me? If I’m truly insane, it’s

out, Kelvin, otherwise, you wouldn’t have invited me here to talk,” she continued smugly, reaching out to grab his arm, only

her disdainfully, flicking her hand away without a trace of kindness. Impatience etched

It wasn’t her who had killed Jase;

crime scene? And there’s surveillance footage too. Do you want me to show it to you?” Kelvin took out his phone, opened the previously retrieved

of the hospital room together. The person in the adjacent room was

came out within a minute. Is that just

complex emotions gradually clearing

still loved her, she would spare

case, she could be

couldn’t have, Cheyenne

out a small glass vial. She dipped her finger into it, collecting a small amount of white powder under her fingernail. Then, she picked up a glass of red wine

flicked the white powder from her fingernail into the wine

last met. Talking about such matters in such a beautiful ambiance seems dull. How about we

don’t drink, I won’t

on the elegant upholstered sofa, Abbie pressed her lips together. She wore a white gown, exuding purity and grace, like a lotus flower untainted

swiftly downed its contents. The remaining red wine dripped from his lips onto his

Vincent had given her, which was potent enough to

onto the

sea, growing

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