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

coldly. “Did you kill Jase? Is this just

tears, a touch of crimson making them heart-wrenching. “So now you’re taking Cheyenne’s side against me? If I’m truly

invited me here to talk,” she continued

at her disdainfully, flicking her hand away without a trace of kindness. Impatience etched on his face, he

had killed Jase;

too. Do you want me to show it to you?” Kelvin took out his phone, opened the previously retrieved video from the hospital, and

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

both came out within a minute. Is that just a

clearing up, as if

Kelvin a chance. As long as he still loved her, she would spare him. However, the reality saddened Abbie. He had chosen to stand against her

case, she could

she couldn’t have,

collecting a small amount

white powder from her fingernail into the wine glass. She handed the glass to

such a beautiful ambiance seems dull. How about we have a drink first?” she suggested. “You

you don’t drink, I won’t

pressed her lips together. She wore a white gown, exuding purity and grace, like a lotus flower untainted by the mundane world. But beneath her good appearance hid

downed its contents. The remaining

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

into countless pieces. The red wine spilled onto the golden floor, intertwining the red

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

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