A Divorce Make Me Rich

“What’s happened to Abigail?”

Jamie turned off the TV and asked.

“Abigail was taken away by Keith and said he got a doctor to operate on her. But the surgery went wrong and Abigail …”

Katelyn cried her eyes out with grief, and continued to cry, “I went to Keith’s house to ask for him, but he just wouldn’t give me back my daughter. She was already gone, and he kicked me out!”

She covered her chest and sobbed.

Jamie hurriedly poured her a glass of water, helped her sit down, gently patted her back and smoothed her breath.

“Keith is not someone that the Matthews family can afford to mess with.”

After hearing the sad news about her daughter, Jamie also had red eyes, but the other party was Keith …

On one side was the body of his daughter, and the other side was only the hands of Keith, not to mention the backing of the Lloyd family, the richest man in Suham. Even if he was pained by the death of his daughter, and wanted Keith to pay the price, he dared not easily provoke.

He was caught in the middle.

Charlotte sat on the side with an unconcealed gloating face.

Katelyn eased over from the grief, saw her smile and became more angry, pointing at her cursing.

“You bitch, you’re the one who screwed my daughter! If it wasn’t for you, Abigail would not have been in a car accident in the first place! And now I’m sending my daughter to the grave!”

Charlotte snorted and laughed, “I didn’t let her get drunk and crash her car, nor did I send her to Keith to force her to have an operation. What does her death have to do with me? Don’t spit on me and throw all kinds of dirty water on me.”

She rolled her eyes in disgust and placed the crystal cup in her hand heavily on the coffee table.

“You’re the bitch. How else would you have known in advance last night that Abigail was gone!? You still dare to quibble. I will beat you to death today!”

Katelyn, furious, grabbed the TV remote from the coffee table and threw it at her.

“Stop it all!”

Jamie yelled and the two had to stop their fight.

Charlotte moved to the side of the couch to keep her distance from Katelyn and spoke lightly.

“Tomorrow is the day Melvin said he would give an account to the public, and we can use this opportunity to make public the news of his sister’s death.”

“What do you mean? You’re going to take advantage of Abigail like this when she’s gone?”

Katelyn got vexed again, and Jamie hurriedly pulled her back and gestured for Charlotte to continue.

“Tomorrow we’ll hold a press conference, and while announcing Abigail’s death, put all the blame on Lyra, so as not to offend Keith. But also in front of the public, to take the advantage of public opinion.”

She had been planning this reception tomorrow for a long time.

Even if Lyra died, she will bring this bitch’s reputation down to the dust and make her be disdained by everyone!

Jamie pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement with her offer.

“Then I’ll listen to you, and you arrange this matter properly.”

Jamie was listless and still sad. He sighed and led Katelyn go upstairs.

On the Internet, because there was still a day before the announcement, all the media still continue to pay attention to this matter, and the masses were waiting for the truth to be revealed.

This night, perhaps many people were tossing and turning. It was difficult to sleep well in the night.

Lyra, naturally, had not forgotten and was waiting for this big show to take the stage tomorrow.

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After turning over a few times in bed, she got out of bed again, went to the cabinet on tiptoe, and took out a small wooden box at the top.

She gently opened the small box and turned out a photo at the bottom of the box.

It was a wedding photo of her and Melvin, and the only one.

If the old Freeman did not force him to take a wedding photo with her, perhaps the three years of marriage in the end, will not even leave a photo together.

She clutched the photo tightly, and her gaze was deep.

The knuckles were slightly white because of the force. She was cold as usual and there was no emotion on her face.

She was so engrossed in watching that didn’t hear Keith knock several times on the door.

Keith just stood quietly by the door, watching her, and sighing silently.

Melvin was so cold and heartless to her, can she still not let go?

He was about to walk in and offer words of comfort when Lyra’s next move startled him in place.

She picked up the scissors, aimed at the middle of the picture and cut it in half without hesitation, followed by Melvin’s half in pieces.

“Rara, what are you doing?”

Keith walked in and patted her shoulder in relief, “I thought it was because you couldn’t let go and thought of him again …”

“No”

Lyra sneered, and the expression on her face suddenly became overwhelmingly severe.

“It’s time to pay the debt he owes me for these three years of marriage.”

…

A long night.

Charlotte, who was tossing and turning in bed, could not sleep peacefully.

Melvin did not contact her whole day, and she was too busy preparing for the press conference the next day to call him.

Tomorrow was the day he promised to give an account to the public.

Without talking to him, she always felt insecure in her heart.

She leaned against the head of the bed, sat up, touched her cell phone that was on the nightstand. Then she tapped on her address book and dialed his number.

A busy tone rang through the phone.

The phone was never answered, only the familiar female voice saying “The number you have called is switched off”.

On weekdays, Melvin will occasionally turn on the mute in order to work, but never turn off the phone.

Charlotte panicked and was about to dial again when the phone rang first.

After seeing the name noted on the screen, she picked up the phone and asked with anxiety, “Where’s Melvin? Where is he?”

“Miss Matthews, I’m at the back door of the Matthews House. Can you come down here yourself?”

The voice coming from the phone was very faint.

Charlotte was shocked, and hurriedly changed into a casual dress, and gingerly went out the door.

Fred, who was waiting at the back door, kept looking and finally saw her hurrying towards him.

“What are you doing here? Isn’t Melvin with you? Why isn’t he answering my calls?” Charlotte had confusion and unease written all over her face.

She swept glance at Fred, who was scowling.

With the dim light, this was to see that his hair was disheveled. And there were several openings on his clothes and pants. His face was still scarred, and there was a smell of blood all over his body.

“What’s wrong with you? Who hurt you like this?” Her emotions turned from confusion to shock, but her heart grew more and more anxious.

“After boss learned that Lyra jumped out of the plane, he drove straight over to look for someone and hasn’t returned yet. The signal towers are too far apart from each other. Boss should not have received your call. And … he should not be able to return for a while.”

“What?! He’s gone to Lyra?”

Charlotte’s heart tightened and she hurriedly asked again, “So is my plan exposed?”