She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 446: Dark Passage to the Hospital While Gordon was lost in thought, Cheyenne was racking her brain, trying to figure out the secret exit. She suggested a few places tentatively.

"The Red Tower Cinema?" "Akloit College campus?" "A movie theater?" Cheyenne couldn't guess anymore. When she looked back, she saw Gordon staring at her neck. In that instant, her face turned bright red.

Quickly raising her hand to cover it, she glanced at the reflection in the car window. Vaguely, she could see a few spots of color that seemed different from the surrounding skin. Her mind immediately conjured up Kelvin burying his head in her neck and shoulder earlier in the morning.

Damn it! Didn't she warn him not to leave any marks on her body? And now, Mr. Murillo had seen them. She was so embarrassed she wished she could find a place to hide.

Gordon coughed, his face flushed, and apologetically smiled at her. "I'm sorry, Miss Lawrence. I... I thought it was an allergic reaction." She pulled on her collar as if trying to cover up the marks with her coat. Unfortunately, she didn't realize there were bite marks on her earlobe. How could she possibly hide those? "Mr. Murillo, please tellabout the secret passage..." When it cto business, Gordon switched back to his serious demeanor in an instant and gave her the correct answer.

"It's the hospital!" "Ah?" Cheyenne's red lips parted in shock, her pearly white teeth hidden behind them, and her almond-shaped eyes widened for a long time, unable to cback to her senses.

As the acting director of the hospital, she had familiarized herself with the layout and functions of the entire hospital. Yet, she had no idea that the culprit's hideout was right under her nose.

"No need to be surprised. It's in the underground parking lot, behind a secret door... People usually don't pay much attention to it." "My men crawled all the way from the abandoned building downstairs, probably taking almost forty minutes... This immense operation was probably carried out after the plastic surgery hospital was abandoned." She mused, 'TWILIGHT has a stable source of ingredients that its clients need. It must be because its provider is hospital. I should have thought of it earlier. Jonathan has mentioned that one reason he hasn't retired yet was because he believes there is a mole in the hospital. But unluckily, he hasn't caught them yet.' "By the way..." Cheyenne handed him the medicine bottle she had found under Erica's bed. "I don't know what it is yet, but I suspect it's not suicide." She voiced Gordon's thoughts. He had seen Erica yesterday and she didn't seem like someone who would easily commit suicide.

"Alright." When Cheyenne handed him the bottle, Gordon's fingers accidentally brushed against hers. Kelvin saw this fleeting moment and added another score to Gordon in his mind, ready to settle the score later. Now that everything had been said, Cheyenne stood up, ready to leave the police car. Gordon kindly suggested giving her a ride back to the hospital.

Cheyenne looked down at her shoelaces, touched her nose, and smiled lightly as she politely declined his offer. "No need. Your car is too cool. It feels strange sitting in it." "Is that so?" "Yes, I'm just an ordinary citizen!" Gordon was used to police cars and didn't understand the subconscious fear that ordinary people still had toward this type of vehicle.

"That's fine, Miss Lawrence, I won't push you. I have smatters to attend to at my office, so I'll leave first." "Okay." Under Kelvin's gaze, Cheyenne finally stepped out of the car, and he quickly extinguished the half-smoked cigarette in his hand, striding towards her.

In front of Gordon and the others, he extended a large hand and naturally wrapped it around her shoulder, exuding a domineering sense of asserting his possessiveness.

"I will take her home." He said this to Gordon.

His voice was cold, carrying an inexplicable hostility that made Gordon feel a tingling sensation on his scalp... Nodding lightly, he drove away without further delay. Cheyenne found his sudden action strange, and her rosy lips curled up with a hint of mocking gaze at the hand on her shoulder.

"Let go." He ignored her and, as if someone owed him money, firmly held her fragile shoulder, exerting a little force with his palm. "What did you talk about with him? You seem so happy... Hmm?" "Excuse me, does this concern you, Mr. Foley?" Cheyenne's attitude was quite terrible, slapping his hand on the back loudly, attracting the attention of the people inside.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Is Miss Lawrence flirting with Mr. Foley? The intimate posture between the two suggests that there might be something more than meets the eye, right? Bold speculation: Are they getting remarried?

But it seems like Miss Lawrence is not willing to pay attention to Mr.

Foley, while Kelvin, who has always been high and mighty, is shamelessly En pursuing her. Cheyenne tried to shake off his hand, but Kelvin, relying on his physical advantage, overpowered her.

After struggling in vain, she ended up exhausted, her face turning red, and she glared at him with puffed uRn cheeks, "Tellwhat do you want?" Watching her angry and delicate appearance, Kelvin found it exceptionally beautiful. The crimson thin lips curved with a hint of a smirk. "I'll take you home." She cby taxi, but it was difficult to get a taxi back to the city from here.

Kelvin knew that her car was destroyed during the previous chase, and she had been relying on taxis to cand go for the past two months.

"No need, I'll call Kate to pickup."

Upon hearing this, Kelvin furrowed th his brows even deeper. “Miss Zamora will take more than half an hour to cfrom her home. Why bother with the trouble?" He suddenly approached, his gaze looking down at her stunningly cold and captivating face, his sharp eyes seemed to be seeing through her. "Do you fear that I will do something to you in the car? Don't worry, I know you have to go to work in the afternoon, and I won't act recklessly." He said this seriously, and Cheyenne couldn't help but recall Chris' insinuations at noon.

Doing it in the car...

"Ugh! Disgusting scumbag! Who... Who is scared? It's just sitting in your car. Why would I be afraid? You wouldn't dare to do anything to me." She even went to places like TWILIGHT, so she wouldn't be afraid of a mere Kelvin.

Kelvin, on the other hand, chuckled wickedly and whispered with meaning in her ear, "I just realized that you look cute when you're angry." This made her even angrier, her face flushed.