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!

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

“Did you kill Jase?

of crimson making them heart-wrenching. “So now you’re taking Cheyenne’s side

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

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

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

surveillance footage too. Do you want me to show it to you?” Kelvin

of the

came out within a minute. Is that just a

gradually clearing up, as if

as he still loved her, she would spare him. However, the reality saddened Abbie. He had chosen to stand against her and

case, she could be

she couldn’t have, Cheyenne

dipped her finger into it, collecting a small amount

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

has been quite a few days since we last met. Talking about such matters in such a beautiful ambiance seems dull. How about we

drink, I won’t

together. She wore a white gown, exuding purity and grace, like a lotus flower untainted by the

contents. The remaining red wine dripped from his lips onto

laced the wine with the drug Vincent had given her, which was potent enough to incapacitate even an ox, let alone a

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

spinning in a stormy sea, growing heavy and bewildered.

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