She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 134: The Dead Don’t Have the Privilege to Say No

Cheyenne heard the words of the chubby woman and a glimmer flashed quickly before her eyes. She lifted her foot and walked over.

“Excuse me, sis. Did you see what happened here just now? May I ask if you saw the people who were fighting?”

Suddenly, a beautiful girl appeared in front of them, so captivating that one couldn’t take their eyes off her. The chubby woman was not fond of Cheyenne, but when the latter called her “sis”, she couldn’t help but feel overjoyed.

“This girl really knows how to talk. I’m almost fifty years old, but she calls me sis. Do I really look so young?*

At the thought, she answered Cheyenne in a gentle tone,

“Oh my God, it was terrifying! I just saw with my own eyes that group of people in black clothes beating a young guy nearly to death. The one leading them was a bald guy, looked to be in his thirties, covered in tattoos, and had an extremely menacing look.”

A bald guy covered in tattoos in his thirties… Cheyenne quickly searched through her memories and realized that she had no relevant memories of such a guy.

“How many people are there on their side?”

The woman shook her head and hesitated for a moment, then extended one hand and made a gesture of five turning into seven.

She sighed and said, “I… I don’t remember very clearly, but there were quite a few people on their side.”

“Okay, thank you, sis.”

At the scene of the crime, two police officers in uniform were taking photos. Cheyenne was just approaching when she was scolded by the two officers and told to go back.

“Don’t get too close here, please step back and don’t disturb the scene.”

Cheyenne looked at the puddle of blood on the ground and felt even more uneasy.

She could basically confirm that Eddie was targeted because of her. Who sent these people?

Just as she was about to leave, Cheyenne spotted a small round ball near the nearby sewer opening. She immediately took out the one in her pocket and compared it with the other, to her surprise, the two beads were exactly identical!

find some clues

light flashed in her eyes, and she secretly clenched the two beads in her

shadow silently followed Cheyenne, while the man tightly held onto his suit jacket with

there was a sharp

the car and started up the Lamborghini, preparing to head to

having him help in the search for

it was a good opportunity to tell Omari what

lightly pressed on the accelerator, but because she was thinking about things, she didn’t drive fast. Soon, an ordinary blue Volkswagen

intersection and waited for the light to change. Cheyenne glanced at herself in the rear-view mirror out of boredom, her gaze

it look so

seconds later. With a hint of suspicion, Cheyenne changed her original driving trajectory

with her but kept

Something’s wrong!

both hands firmly on the steering wheel and suddenly turned it 360

marks that could faintly smell like burnt rubber. Her sudden turn almost caused a collision with cars coming from behind; one van slammed on

blue Volkswagen had no choice but to stop as well. Across a green belt strip between them, they saw Cheyenne roll down her window and make a victory gesture towards them with an extremely

steering wheel. “Damn! That woman

in the back seat; they quickly opened the doors, ready to chase after Cheyenne when suddenly she stepped hard on gas pedal, causing the pink sports car to speed off like an agile leopard running through plains, leaving them far behind within seconds. “What should we do

act now. Send out that woman’s location!” replied another

“Yes.”

followed her could make her out of danger,

opened the sunroof, and then a man in a suit, wearing a black mask, crawled on

as the two cars were about

His target was her!

Oh no!

this second

it to turn the car around. Just

impact, producing a loud, resounding

mask, Cheyenne could only see his fierce and cold eyes, full of murderous

The man’s body fell,