She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 672: Don't you want to say something to me?

Yvonne hesitated once again. Layne had instructed her not to tell Cheyenne about this matter. With that in mind, she suddenly covered her own lips with her hand and prepared to leave. A muffled voice sounded in front of Cheyenne.

"Mmm... No, I can't tell you."

Cheyenne grabbed her sleeve, wide-eyed, with her watery eyes looking at Yvonne. Her gaze was pitiful, like a small deer in the forest, ethereal and helpless.

She pleaded, "Yvonne, Yvonne, please, tell me the reason. I really want to know how my mother died."

She had long suspected that her grandfather, a highly skilled doctor, would never let her mother die from childbirth. The medical skills of the Edwards family could easily save a pregnant woman from excessive bleeding.

Yvonne turned her head and saw the shimmering brightness in Cheyenne's eyes. She let out a long sigh and answered her question.

"I only know that your father is not George. Years ago, Onistead formed a team to visit and study in Jostrana. After they returned, an unprecedented plague broke out. In order to find the source of the plague, they entered the Dead Forest together."

"After coming out of the Dead Forest, Selah became pregnant. But she suddenly said she didn't want to stay in Onistead anymore, so Layne took her back to Akloit."

"Soon after, news came that she gave birth, but... she also disappeared forever."

Calculating the time from Selah's departure to Akloit to giving birth to Cheyenne, she should have conceived Cheyenne when she returned from the Dead Forest.

The Dead Forest!

Cheyenne couldn't be more familiar with it. It was filled with corpses, graves, and the ever-present deadly miasma. It was home to terrifying demons that could take lives at any moment.

What did her mother experience inside?

involuntarily as a new wave of confusion surfaced, still shrouded in her mind. No wonder Nora and Sean had some resemblance to George in their features, but she couldn't find a trace of George in her

didn't

her a "bastard" behind

No, that's not right!

her. The real outsiders should be George

know who my biological

and softly replied, "I truly don't know. Selah never mentioned a word about your biological father after she returned." "But she often held a necklace and looked at it, lost in thought

A necklace?

revealing her slender and fair legs with well-proportioned muscles. Tied around her delicate ankle

and asked, "Is it this one?" Yvonne's eyes lit up. She took the anklet, carefully examined it in her hand for a while,

it seemed to be a necklace back

so I

down, Cheyenne had a vague intuition that this necklace was related to her biological father. When the wild man saw the

be that he knew her

man. Now he had vanished in the air. Where could she find

a luxuriously

gel.net

melodious yet somewhat suppressed piano sound echoed. The moment Cheyenne stepped

white piano keys.

deep tones of the music, unaware of

time, he would have

suffocating. It evoked thoughts of

"whoosh" sound as it swirled the plain white lace curtains, creating a chaotic dance within the room. Through the thin veil, a blurry figure of a slender young man could be seen.

usual habit, he enjoyed walking