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!

all color. Kelvin observed her reaction, evidently realizing something, and his handsome face turned ashen as he punched the sofa’s armrest, causing

out coldly. “Did you kill Jase? Is

them heart-wrenching. “So now you’re taking Cheyenne’s side against me?

here to talk,” she continued smugly, reaching out

of kindness.

It wasn’t her who had killed Jase; it was Master Davon. She was merely an accomplice,

there’s surveillance footage too. Do you want me to show it to you?” Kelvin took out his phone,

of the

within a minute. Is that just a coincidence?” Kelvin

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

still loved her, she would spare him. However, the reality saddened Abbie.

case, she could

have, Cheyenne

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

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

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

I won’t answer,”

Abbie 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

snatched the wine glass from her and swiftly downed its contents. The remaining

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

as the wine glass slipped from Kelvin’s hand, shattering into countless pieces. The red wine spilled onto the

spinning in a stormy sea, growing heavy and bewildered.

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