She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

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!

drained of all color. Kelvin observed her reaction, evidently realizing something, and his handsome face turned ashen as he punched the

grew heavy, and his voice rang out coldly. “Did you kill Jase? Is this just your plan to frame

making them heart-wrenching. “So now you’re taking Cheyenne’s side against me? If I’m truly insane, it’s all because

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

away without a trace of kindness. Impatience etched on his face, he demanded, “First, tell me, did

killed Jase; it was

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 video from the hospital, and placed it in front

and Vincent walking out of the hospital room together. The person in

minute. Is that just a coincidence?”

her complex emotions gradually clearing up, as if a determined resolve had settled

spare him. However, the reality saddened

that case, she could

couldn’t have, Cheyenne

small glass vial. She dipped her finger into it, collecting a small amount of white

the white powder from her fingernail into the

matters in such a beautiful ambiance seems dull. How about we have a

don’t drink, I won’t answer,” Abbie

a white gown, exuding purity and grace, like a lotus flower untainted by the mundane world. But beneath her good appearance hid a heart as treacherous as a

its contents. The remaining red wine dripped

had laced the wine with the drug Vincent had given her, which was potent enough to incapacitate

the golden floor, intertwining the red and gold, creating a

stormy sea, growing heavy and bewildered. Finally, everything turned black, and he