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!

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

coldly. “Did you kill Jase? Is this just your plan to

them heart-wrenching. “So now you’re taking Cheyenne’s

me here to talk,”

kindness. Impatience

replied. She hadn’t lied. It wasn’t her who had killed Jase; it was

show

could see Abbie and Vincent walking out of

a minute. Is that just

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

her, she would spare him. However, the reality

she could be

have, Cheyenne wouldn’t

hand into her handbag and took out a small glass vial. She dipped her finger into it, collecting a small amount of white powder under

she discreetly flicked the white powder from her fingernail into the wine

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

don’t drink, I won’t answer,” Abbie

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

wine glass from her and swiftly downed its contents. The remaining red wine dripped from his lips onto his Adam’s apple

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

from Kelvin’s hand, shattering into countless pieces. The red wine spilled onto the golden floor, intertwining the red and gold, creating a gilded

felt as if he were spinning in a stormy sea, growing heavy

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