She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 714

Chapter 714: Even Abbie is His Pawn

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."