She Became Rich After Divorce
Chapter 413: Miss Lawrence Is Different

Chapter 413: Miss Lawrence Is Different

Mrs. Terry couldn't bear her husband's frequent domestic violence, especially when he was drunk.

She had long wished for his death.

Now that Jase was dead, it was actually a relief for Mrs. Terry. Whether there were clues didn't matter that much to her.

Juliana, however, told her that Cheyenne was wealthy and if she could prove her as the murderer, she would receive a substantial compensation.

Her husband had taken away all the money in the house, most of which ended up in the pockets of his mistress and their illegitimate child.

Meanwhile, she and her daughter were living in a small apartment. Her only hope now was to get that money and leave this heartbreaking place with her daughter, never to return. Cheyenne could easily see that Mrs. Terry could be easily swayed and manipulated.

Perhaps she could replace some clues from her.

So, Cheyenne looked at Mrs. Terry intently, gently took her hand, and comforted her, "Madam, I know Mr. Terry's death has caused you a great deal of pain."

"Now I am accused of being the murderer, but I'm innocent. Please give me a chance to clear my name, and I promise I can replace the real killer."

"Furthermore, if you have any difficulties, please speak up. I won't let you down."

When Cheyenne got closer, she noticed the faint marks of bruises on Mrs. Terry's fair neck, hidden beneath her collar.

Even the area near her temple was slightly swollen.

Compassion welled up within her.

She discreetly slipped a one million dollar check into Mrs. Terry's hand.

Mrs. Terry hesitated as she held the check, and it was at that moment that Eddie joined in the persuasion.

He suddenly approached, bowed deeply and sincerely to Mrs. Terry, his voice gentle like the breeze, gently blowing into one's heart.

"Although Mr. Terry and I were competitors, he was my senior in medical skills, and I respected Mr. Terry."

"Please allow us to replace the truth about his death, as I believe you also want a clear understanding, don't you?"

Finally, Mrs. Terry agreed, but she insisted on having Eddie do it because she didn't trust Cheyenne's medical skills.

After all, she looked too young, not at all like an accomplished doctor.

This decision infuriated Mrs. Chambers and Juliana alike. They had agreed beforehand to put all the blame on Cheyenne. But Mrs. Terry had let them down.

Cheyenne could only spread her hands helplessly, indicating that she was just too lazy to obtain the medical certificate. In fact, her medical skills were not inferior to anyone's.

Unfortunately, now people only trusted that flimsy piece of paper with their names on it...

"Cheyenne, then let me not interfere."

Eddie didn't mind this matter, he walked to her side with a smile, as gentle as ever.

"Can you handle it?"

He nodded, "Yes, it's just that your foot injury hasn't healed yet, so you should rest on the side."

Ten minutes later, the body was transferred from the morgue to Emergency Room 1.

The surgery resumed, with the operating room's overhead lights turned on, casting a glaring white spotlight on the surgical table. Eddie put on his blue surgical gown and white rubber gloves and entered the operating room.

Cheyenne stood by the side, her gaze fixed on the knife in his hand, giving instructions from the sidelines with her lips slightly parted.

With a gentle swipe of the sharp silver surgical knife, Jase's abdomen was effortlessly cut open, as if slicing through tofu.

The body had been in cold storage for a long time, so there was no fresh blood flowing out.

Eddie quickly followed Cheyenne's instructions and found the small piece she had pressed with her hand.

As soon as he made the incision, white round objects clung to his intestines and organs.

It was densely packed, like a silkworm cocoon, shocking everyone.

It definitely wasn't a tumor!

"What is this?"

"Snake eggs," Cheyenne replied with conviction.

Mrs. Terry looked at the enlarged LCD screen on the wall, her face turning pale, almost collapsing in fright.

Luckily, Juliana caught her arm in time and couldn't help but remind her, "Auntie, be careful."

Even she herself quickly turned her head to the other side.

To think that there would be such disgusting things in her uncle's stomach. She felt like throwing up at this moment.

Only Kelvin remained calm, looking at Cheyenne attentively.

Although she didn't personally operate, under her guidance, Eddie carried out the surgery methodically, showing the deep understanding between Cheyenne and Eddie.

This wasn't something that could be achieved overnight.

Did the two of them often work together?

Thinking about this, a sour feeling rose in his heart, making him feel uncomfortable.

Looking at these white snake eggs, Cheyenne's mind thought of another thing - the Serpent Magic, one of the three treasures of TWILIGHT.

Just like the Serpent Magic that Master Iker had been poisoned with, it seemed to be related to TWILIGHT.

But it was a crucial matter. How should she tell Gordon about TWILIGHT?

"This is unbelievable!"

Yurem had been practicing medicine for many years and had seen many perplexing cases, but he had never seen anything like this.

He had initially thought it was a tumor, but he didn't expect these to be snake eggs attached to the deceased's intestines.

Cheyenne's answer sent a chill down everyone's spines, making their scalps tingle and their legs feel weak.

It was hard to imagine a person's body filled with snake eggs. What would happen if they hatched? Standing outside the room, Gordon, who had been paying attention to the operating room, was also shaken. He thought of the contents mentioned in the organization's top-secret file, and his face became as serious as a sky full of dark clouds before a typhoon.

He had thought it was just a simple murder case, but he never expected it to be so far-reaching.

It was not convenient to reveal the truth here, so he sneakily glanced at Cheyenne, and the two exchanged glances, deciding to have a talk in a different place.

On the other hand, Kelvin didn't stand idly by.

He had just gone to the other end of the corridor and made a phone call to have Chris investigate Jase's past. When he came back, he saw Cheyenne and Gordon walking away side by side. This made him clench his phone, his lips almost straightening into a line.

With long strides, he followed them.

Cheyenne used Eddie's office. As soon as she entered, she sat on the leather swivel chair and drank a glass of water hungrily, swallowing it down.

The disgusting images in her mind also faded a lot, and she finally felt a bit better.

Gordon looked at her injured foot, which was still wrapped in bandages, and saw blood seeping through. His fondness for Cheyenne deepened in his heart.

He had thought Miss Lawrence would be a delicate and pampered young lady, but she endured the pain in her injured foot and accompanied the police from the station to the suburbs and then to the hospital without a single word of complaint.

Compared to those pampered young ladies, she was really different.