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?

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 her

No, that's not right!

her. The real outsiders should be George and

do you know who my biological

mentioned a word about your biological father after she returned." "But she often held a necklace

A necklace?

slender and fair legs with well-proportioned muscles.

untied the anklet, revealing a peculiar pattern on the pendant of the anklet. She handed the anklet to Yvonne eagerly and asked, "Is it this one?" Yvonne's eyes lit up. She took the anklet, carefully examined it

it. But it seemed to be a

found it too eye-catching, so I turned it into an

When the wild man saw the anklet on

be that he knew

that wild man. Now he had vanished in the air.

luxuriously

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filled with understated grandeur, a melodious yet somewhat suppressed piano sound echoed. The moment Cheyenne stepped in after pushing the door, she saw a man sitting elegantly in front of

white piano keys.

tones of the music, unaware of Cheyenne entering

any other time, he would have noticed long

It evoked thoughts of hell, the end of the world, and caused immense mental and

of cold wind blew in from outside the window, making a "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

habit, he enjoyed walking barefoot on