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.

didn’t sign it, Karina

actually her grandchildren but Adrian sealed off his acupoints… he couldn’t speak within two hours or else he’d become mute forever. After getting the

these years you’ve been guarding against me but didn’t expect that ultimately everything fell into

gaze on the twins with

were crazier than ever as she plunged the

out, splattering warm blood onto Thalia’s face and dress. The sound of the child’s crying abruptly ceased.

the face so much

died. Like a mad little beast, he turned and bit Adrian’s hand, crying and kicking with all his might. “You’re a bad person!

as she slowly fell into Thalia’s

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

needle in his throat, Kai roared out words that drove Thalia into madness on

landed, it felt as if his neck had been seared

only fragmented sounds, unable to form a complete sentence. “Ah…

already warned you. If you try to speak forcefully, you’ll be a mute for the rest

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

narrowly missing her foot as its tip lodged into the

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

the windowsill blinked with an eerie

if all her strength had been drained away, and

No!

could this

were her own

state, gave her a cold glance and warned, “Time is running out.