She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 492 They Are Your Own Grandchildren

Kai had guessed his identity, and it would only cause trouble to him if he didn’t finish Kai.

Adrian quickly gave Thalia a signal with his eyes, and she understood immediately. She was a little afraid… she turned and walked to the door.

She closed the door with mixed emotions.

After all, they had been married for over ten years. It would be false to say that there was no affection between them.

But time was cruel; even love could be gradually worn away.

From the moment she decided to feed him toxic medicine, there was no turning back.

In her later years, all she wanted was for her son Davon to have a worry-free life filled with prosperity and wealth.

Kai, you shouldn’t blame me for being heartless. Blame yourself for never treating me sincerely.

Back then I willingly became your mistress instead of choosing other young talents. I became a joke in Onistead’s high society but never regretted it.

Kai sat paralyzed on his bed unable to see or speak… he lived his life as an elegant playboy but never expected he would end so miserably one day.

The will was placed in front of him again; this time Kai was forced to sign it.

he didn’t sign it, Karina might

acupoints… he couldn’t speak within two hours or else he’d become mute forever. After getting the will signed, Thalia cried tears of joy,”Hahaha… finally The Todd

me but didn’t expect

gaze on the twins

ever as she

she pulled it out, splattering warm blood onto Thalia’s face and dress. The sound of

as a pained expression formed on the face so much like Erica’s, relishing in the

the little one could only watch helplessly as his own sister died. Like a mad little beast, he turned and bit Adrian’s hand, crying and

face still carried glistening tears as

blood in the air, the child’s heart-wrenching cries ringing in his ears, the same anguish tearing

Kai roared out words that drove Thalia into madness on the spot. “You wicked woman, Karina is Davon’s child! You’ve killed

as if his neck had been seared by fire, and he couldn’t help but

tried to speak again, it was only fragmented sounds, unable to form a complete

and softly warned, “I already warned you. If you try to speak forcefully, you’ll be

has the cure in this world. That old man Layne was currently in danger, and

metallic fruit knife unexpectedly fell to the ground, narrowly missing her foot as its tip

breeze blew in from outside, causing the white curtains to flutter in the air. In a place unnoticed by everyone, a dark figure peeked out from behind the window. The person covered her shocked lips with her hand, swallowing all her

on the windowsill blinked

been drained away, and she took a

No!

this be

were her own

cold glance and warned, “Time is running out. Are you sure you want to waste time