She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 459: Who Do You Think You Are? Cheyenne's reaction left Abbie feeling as if she had punched a pillow with all her might.

Since she couldn't anger Cheyenne, she decided to change the topic. Abbie, brimming with arrogance, walked up to Cheyenne. She looked down on her, her gaze regal like a queen, while Cheyenne appeared like a lowly captive.

Smack.

A powerful slap landed on Cheyenne's fair and flawless cheek, causing it to quickly turn red and swollen. Cheyenne didn't even furrow her brows, her icy gaze fixed on Abbie, as if saying, "Just you wait." Abbie's defiant attitude only made her more displeased.

Cheyenne was the one who had been slapped, yet how dare Cheyenne look at her with such an arrogant, domineering gaze? Who gave her the gall? Kelvin's pupils slightly contracted; all of his attention was focused on Cheyenne's swollen face, visibly filled with concern.

"Cheyenne." "Abbie, don't touch her!" A warning voice resounded in the room, entering Cheyenne's ears, feeling like an unexpected gust of wind blowing into her heart. After all, chaos had ensued.

The anger and concern in his eyes didn't seem fake. Cheyenne had never imagined that one day Kelvin would stand up to Abbie for her. Nor did she dare to think that he would care about her... "Kelvin, you can't handle much, can you? You're already feeling heartbroken. Just watch carefully because I'm going to make her feel a hundred times more pain! A thousand times more!" Abbie grinned maliciously, as if she wanted to hear Cheyenne begging for mercy. For the first time, she tore off the black duct tape covering Cheyenne's mouth.

Her actions were rough.

With her mouth now free, Cheyenne coldly questioned her, "Abbie, I only have one question for you. Where did you get the Misty Forest that you used onbefore?" They were all in their hands now, there was no way they could escape.

Abbie didn't hide anything and answered Cheyenne's question with an arrogant tone, "You didn't expectto have Misty Forest, did you? Well, I bought it from TWILIGHT.” TWILIGHT! So she knew about TWILIGHT all along! After her words fell, both Cheyenne and Kelvin froze.

They had both painstakingly traced and investigated until they discovered the existence of TWILIGHT. The scenes inside had shocked them when they personally explored it.

Abbie, as a "pure and kind" person, shouldn't have been involved with these dark aspects of the world. How did she know about TWILIGHT? Misty Forest was one of TWILIGHT's three treasures, and it rarely made its way outside.

Cheyenne took a deep breath, and the salty smell of the sea breeze outside entered her throat, causing irritation and dryness. She felt extremely uncomfortable.

With her voice slightly hoarse, she asked, "Did you also kill Jase?" At the mention of Jase, Abbie scoffed coldly, "I didn't kill him, but he deserved to die! He shouldn't have attempted to find more clues, especially after getting his hands on the sample of Misty Forest." Misty Forest? How could Jase have that? Cheyenne recalled the nurse she had bumped into at the hospital, holding an empty bottle, ready to throw it away.

Now everything made sense.

She had given Misty Forest to Eddie without realizing that officials had assigned Jonathan to secretly investigate "The Hand of God".

TWILIGHT was one of the industries under The Hand of God, and Misty Forest was their preferred tool.

If Jase could find more clues and strike a blow to the Hand of God, it would undoubtedly be a great achievement. Jase was also one of the candidates for the director position.

If he could achieve this great feat, he would undoubtedly beca celebrity featured in newspaper headlines, effortlessly securing the position of the hospital director.

So, he went to great lengths to steal samples from Eddie's laboratory.

Unbeknownst to him, Abbie from the neighboring lab overheard everything.

She was afraid that her past actions would be exposed, which is why she developed a murderous intent towards Jase.

No, she couldn't have committed the perfect murder and disposed of the body on her own. There were footprints on the stairs, belonging to a man and a woman.

Abbie refused to admit that she killed someone, so the culprit must be the man she was with.

"So, you killed him with someone else. Who was the man helping you?" Cheyenne coldly interrogated.

Was it Master Vincent? Because in the surveillance video, it showed him and Abbie leaving the office one after another.

Listening to Cheyenne's chilling questioning tone, Abbie showed no sign of nervousness upon hearing this news. With a slight curve of her red lips, she answered with a smiling flourish, “A man you would never expect.” In the end, she stood from the perspective of a victor and "friendly" reminded Cheyenne, "Considering we are old acquaintances, I advise you not to investigate his identity." "He- you can't handle him!" "Cheyenne, your fate is in my hands. If you invite death, feel free to do so." "But I don't want you to die at someone else's hands because your opponent is me, and I want to personally take your life." Every word was filled with intimidation.

If it were an ordinary person in such a vulnerable situation, it would be natural to think about how to protect himself and keep humble amidst the humiliation. But Cheyenne was not someone who feared death. Abbie had shown such immense hatred and murderous determination towards her, yet Cheyenne still provocatively taunted her without any regard for her own life.

"Just with you? If you really dare to kill me, you wouldn't have keptalive until now." As the words fell, Abbie tightened her fists, inwardly astonished.

Vincent had instructed her not to harm Cheyenne in any way. As for Kelvin, Abbie couldn't bear to hurt him. "Don't be so arrogant. Soon, you will be dead." "Is that so? Let's wait until that tcomes. Right now, I'm thirsty. Go getswater." "You!" "Just do what I say. If I die, do you think you won't bear any consequences?"

With Cheyenne's words, Abbie stood in place, hesitating for @while. In the end, she walked out of the room. When she returned, she held a glass of water in her hand.

As she approached Cheyenne, a malicious glint flashed through her eyes. “You want water, right? Well, I'll E feed you swater!" Splash!

The entire glass of cold water flowed down from the top of Cheyenne's head, quickly soaking her hair. It m dripped down her wide, smooth forehead, onto her cheeks, chin, and finally onto her collar. Cheyenne was wearing a strapless design on her dress, and the crystal-clear water droplets seeped into her clothes along her delicate, sexy collarbone. It becsoaked.

The thin fabric accentuated her curvaceous figure, highlighting how tempting she was.

Despite appearing disheveled, Cheyenne remained composed, displaying a seductive smile on her face.

In a soft voice, she laughed and said, "Not bad. It was quite hot outside, but now it's much cooler." As her words fell, Abbie beceven more furious.

What kind of monster was Cheyenne? She was acting so arrogantly even when death was imminent!