She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 714: Even Abbie is His PawnC0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

The small bar was still playing deafening music, yet somehow it felt eerily silent all around, to the point where one could hear a pin drop on the ground.

Above, the colorful neon lights continued their ever-changing rotation, casting onto the newcomer's white suit.

With one hand in his pocket and the other snapping his fingers, he appeared in front of Kelvin. His elegant figure, draped in a tailored white suit, exuded a slender and pure air, akin to the bright moon in the autumn night sky.

Cold, elegant, and untainted.

Sam's arrival brought a hush over the bustling bar, transforming the scene from an oil painting to a serene landscape, timeless and tranquil.

As he stopped in front of Kelvin, his figure graciously settled into the chair opposite, offering a warm smile. "Care to buy me a drink?"

His casual and familiar tone was a product of their many years of friendship.

Kelvin's gaze had turned wary the moment Sam appeared, his eyes revealing anger and unabashed murderous intent, but it didn't deter Sam.

Seeing no response, Sam ordered himself a "Margarita" cocktail, and then as if remembering something, he slightly parted his lips and instructed the bartender, "Another 'Poseidon's Tears' for me, it's her favorite drink."

At the mention of "her," both Chris and Kelvin were puzzled, with Kelvin's face eventually reflecting a tinge of sorrow.

Poseidon, the sea god from Greek mythology.

This cocktail aptly embodied the title "Poseidon's Tears," its deep blue color akin to the vast sea, adorned with a vibrant and luscious green mint leaf, topped with a small pearl made of white fondant. So beautiful that it was almost a shame to destroy such a perfect creation.

With the glass in hand, Sam carefully scrutinized it for a long while, his brows carrying a trace of poignant remembrance and deep affection.

"Stella's favorite book was the 'Bible,' always talking about Medusa's tragic fate. But who would have known that one day, she'd also be buried in this boundless sea."

"After all these years, you probably have long forgotten her existence, but I can't. I cannot forget how she died!"

With these words, Sam raised his head, downing the cocktail in one fluid motion, the movement of his alluring Adam's apple leaving people unable to help but stare.

Stella...

As Kelvin listened to this familiar yet unfamiliar name, he vaguely recalled something. This name had indeed vanished from his memory a long time ago.

His childhood was marked by a kidnapping, and he barely escaped with his life, spending half a year in the hospital as a result.

Occasionally, in moments of boredom, he felt like he had forgotten something, as he repeatedly looked at a photo with a hole cut out of it.

Yet, he couldn't find a trace of her in his memory.

So, her name was Stella.

Later, meeting Abbie, he felt a sense of pity, perhaps because she, like himself, was unfortunate, and also fond of wearing a pure white dress like Stella, who he had forgotten. Seeing Kelvin's reaction, Sam knew that he had indeed forgotten Stella entirely. Amidst his light laughter, the anger and sarcasm in his eyes grew stronger.

"She died trying to save you, yet you forgot about her, Kelvin. You really dropped the ball on this one."

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"You know what? As a punishment for your incompetence as an older brother, lintentionally arranged for Abbie to enter the Foley family. I made sure she wore a white dress, reminding you of Stella, the girl who used to like wearing white dresses." "But you disappointed me. The better you treated Abbie, the more I felt sorry for Stella. So, I gave her Misty Forest, never expecting that Shane would end up eating itby accident."

"Turns out Abbie was Sam's plan all along!"

This shocking revelation left Kelvin, Corey, and Chris at the scene completely astounded, leaving Corey, speechless, staring at this unfamiliar young man before him. "How is that possible? The Berrys and I have been close for generations."

He and Foster Berry were even best friends, could it be that even the accident was engineered by someone?

The truth seemed to have come to the surface. Sam didn't bother hiding his actions because he was confident that no one could harm him here.

"Of course, among all the options, I chose Abbie. If she hadn't become an orphan, how could she have had an excuse to get close to Kelvin?"

The accident, you could say he arranged it, or you could say he didn't.

Because he didn't personally do it, someone as insignificant as an ant wasn't worth his own actions.

Chris felt his scalp tingling, fearful as

he looked at the handsome young man in front of him. In his

understanding, Master Sam and

Kelvin were good friends for many years, business partners and

confidants who shared similar

interests in life.

But it turns out that all of this was his conspiracy, and all the goodness was just an illusion.

According to what he said, it was the year Kelvin was kidnapped, and Kelvin was just a thirteen-year-old boy at the time.

Master Sam and Kelvin were the same age, also thirteen.

To think that at just thirteen years old, he could harbor such malicious thoughts, along with such intricate and profound schemes and plans?

Truly worthy of being the young master of the Lucas family, his thoughts and methods were beyond that of a regular person.

Finally, a clear image of a white figure appeared in Kelvin's mind. He stood still, his gaze shifting from confusion to determination. "You're wrong. She didn't die because she saved me, she died because she saved you!"

Kelvin finally remembered.

Yes.

That year, he, Sam, and Stella became good friends, with Stella always following Sam around like his little shadow, calling him "Brother."

After Gregory's wife passed away, he adopted a girl with no parents and named her Stella.

The little girl was well-behaved and quiet. While her peers were busy fangirling and talking about their idols, she would sit alone, engrossed in a thick Bible. Kelvin got to know her because Sam always boasted about how adorable and well-behaved his sister was.

Later on, on Sam's birthday, Kelvin was invited to join the celebration.

But that day, extreme weather struck, a tsunami caused by an underwater volcanic eruption. The lifeboat could only carry the weight of two people.

At that moment, Sam had been knocked unconscious by falling debris, and Kelvin sat by his side, knowing that only one of the three of them could survive.