She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 717: Abandoned by the World

Gracie certainly knew that Corey was watching her, but she didn't care. All along, the man in her mind had always been Gregory, which was why she remained indifferent upon learning that Corey's heart belonged to someone else.

Back then, if it hadn't been for helping Gregory obtain the Foley family's secrets, she wouldn't have bothered to get close to such a foolish and arrogant man.

Did he really think she would degrade herself to use a child to bind him into marrying her? It was only because she had been injured during the mission and had already hurt her body, making her unable to bear the risk of an abortion.

Upon learning that she was accidentally pregnant, Gracie also wanted to terminate the pregnancy. It's just that the doctor advised her that if she insisted on having an abortion, she might never be able to conceive again in the future.

For various reasons, she could only keep the disobedient bastard.

As her words fell, not only Kelvin, but Sam himself also paused in astonishment, turning his head to look at the red figure in the rain curtain. Since he could remember, when he was very young, it was Aunt Gracie who accompanied him to eat, took him to school, and taught him various knowledge.

He called Gracie "Aunt," but in his heart, he regarded her as "mother," even though he knew his mother was someone else.

How could Aunt Gracie be his birth mother?

Adrian stepped forward and confirmed that Gracie's words were not lies, explaining, "Yes, Gracie is your birth mother, Master Sam."

"When she gave birth to you at the age of seventeen, it was a matter of life and death. She almost died on the delivery bed. I used the Edwards family's needle technique to save you."

This was also one of the reasons why Adrian's status in the Lucas family was higher than that of ordinary people.

Gracie bit her red lip, suddenly feeling unable to look at Sam. For so many years, only she knew how much she longed for him to call her "Mom." But she couldn't.

She had been an orphan since she was young, and it was the Lucas family that took her in and gave her a meal to eat. Before the old master of the Lucas family passed away, he brought her to Gregory and solemnly told her, "From now on, he is your master, and more importantly, your lifesaver."

"Yes."

The first time she saw Gregory was at the training camp. Despite being a young master, he worked harder than anyone during training. The first time she went on a mission, she almost died in a secret chamber, and it was Gregory who risked his own life to carry her out of the chamber.

When she was bullied, that bright and clear young man descended into her world like a deity.

She knew that this young man would be her master in the future, and her entire body and soul would belong to him.

At the age of fifteen, Gracie gave her body to him. They were inseparable partners on the field and, in formal occasions, she was his sec cary. In private, she was his most obedient lover.

At sixteen, she discovered she was pregnant. By then, the twenty-five-year-old Gregory was about to marry.

Gracie never thought about leaving him, so she wanted to abort the child. Somehow the news leaked, and Gregory hurried back to stop her.

He asked her to give birth to the child, to wait, and he would give her an explanation.

In less than a year, his wife died.

The reason-dystocia.

And Gracie was able to openly stay by Sam's side and watch him grow, even though all he could call her was "Aunt."

Soon after learning that his birth mother was Aunt Gracie, Sam accepted it calmly and let out a sigh. He had entertained such a notion long ago, but never expected it to be true. So, he and Kelvin were indeed half-brothers.

Corey gazed at Sam in astonishment, carefully studying the young man's features. Not a trace of Gracie could be found in his appearance. Was he really similar to the man she held dear in her heart? What kind of man could make her, so full of pride, willingly sacrifice herself?

At the age of seventeen, when he met Gracie, she looked as innocent as a freshly graduated student, but he had never seen her in a school uniform, youthful and naïve.

The man and Gracie had been childhood sweethearts, he must have seen her at her most pure and adorable.

Kelvin listened quietly to her recounting of the past, his inner desolation erupting uncontrollably. A cold smile tugged at his lips.

After all, she never cared about herself, because she had a more beloved child with someone else.

To her, perhaps, he was still a disgrace in her illustrious life.

It wasn't difficult to understand why she had uttered such heartless words of self-harm to protect Sam. Snap-

The broken blade in Kelvin's hand

fell to the ground, splashing

countless red droplets. With a composed expression, he turned and walked away in front of everyone. The outcome of the contest was no longer significant. Abandoned by the world, he didn't care to witness the heartwarming scene of mother and son recognizing each other.

"Boss?"

Chris wiped the wetness from his face, unable to discern whether it was rain or tears on his cheeks. Their boss was truly pitiable.

Neglected by his father, unloved by his mother, he was like a helpless little plant in the ground.

The company he had painstakingly built became someone else's spoils. To make matters worse, his beloved wife lost her memory and ran off with another man.

He never watched soap operas, but it was as if their boss had been handed a script for a melodramatic female lead by fate.

In a brightly lit room with

European-style mirrors, a pile of colorful ornaments and necklaces were arranged in front of the mirror. Due to the strong typhoon outside, the chandeliers in the room emitted a continuous faint tinkling, causing the light and shadow to flicker. It made her eyes a little blurry. Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

The stunning young woman sitting in front of the mirror furrowed her delicately arched brows, her jet-black, bright eyes fixed on her reflection. Behind her, two young maids dressed in black kimonos were helping to comb her flowing hair, lavishing her with compliments in Jostrana.

"Miss Lawrence is truly beautiful. No wonder our Master Darren dotes on you so much."

"Yes, I am also envious of Miss Lawrence. The women in Chulae seem to have a better temperament and are very clean."

"Master Darren will be very happy to see you awake."

The phrase "Master Darren" had yet to be seen by Cheyenne. Since waking up, all she had seen were the servants and an old housekeeper who gave her a surprised glance before quickly summoning a doctor to perform a check-up. After that, she had lunch and strolled in the garden.

By dusk, the two maids assisted her back to her room and, without a word, sat her in front of the mirror. They brought in a dozen sets of exquisite kimonos and jewelry. It seemed like they intended to dress her up, more like they were preparing her to meet someone.