She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 135: Don’t Move

If it were an ordinary woman, she would definitely be scared stiff and unable to walk in this situation of being surrounded by enemies.

But Cheyenne dared to argue with him, which was really surprising and impressive.

Unfortunately, she would soon be a dead person.

The man waved his hand to signal his subordinates to act, and five cars rushed towards Cheyenne at the same time. The speed was so fast that it caused a gust of air flow, and the wind howled against the glass as if it had just gone through a storm.

At this point, it was all about courage. Cheyenne took a deep breath and quickly calmed down after causing a commotion.

She licked her luscious lips, her captivating eyes half-lidded, and then she closed them.

‘I overestimated her. After all, she is still a young girl in her prime. How could she not be afraid when facing death? Look, she even closes her eyes, waiting for death. It seems that all her previous rebuttal is just out of bravado.’

“Miss Lawrence, if you were…”

The man had not finished his sentence when the pink sports car in front of him came straight towards him and crashed.

Ten meters.

Eight meters.

Three meters.

The cars were getting closer, and it seemed like they were about to collide. The bystanders around them also closed their eyes and covered their ears with their hands.

There was less than twenty centimeters of distance left between the two cars, and their front ends were facing each other.

The man’s face turned pale at the sight of Cheyenne’s stunningly beautiful face with her eyes tightly closed. “She is a crazy woman!” he exclaimed.

At the moment of collision, the blue Volkswagen was pushed back several meters by the power of the sports car, and the metal collided with a dazzling silver-white flame.

Cheyenne closed her eyes tightly and couldn’t see anything. She floored the pedal.

overcome is not their enemies, but the fear

face of fear, you

She did it.

ultimately the man who first became scared. He

“Bang.”

“Bang.”

“Bang.”

echoed as the pink Lamborghini was heavily damaged from all

the strong impact, the oil in the tank also continuously

shielded her head with both hands and huddled down into the seat, but

was lucky to have escaped without

steering wheel, the car continued to move forward a few more steps due to inertia. She was now surrounded by four vehicles, truly

blue sedan opened and over a dozen men in black suits, wearing masks and black duckbill caps stepped out, one of them

hit the

“Click.”

man opened the door, Cheyenne quietly took off her sandals and, as he

you f*cking bitch, how dare you hit

“Grab her!”

Cheyenne swiftly grabbed his wrist, twisted it, and

bones being dislocated, there was a painful cry from the man. Cheyenne took advantage of their momentary distraction and kicked the man in the

flipped out of the car, ignited the lighter in her hand and tossed

“Sizzle.”

fell onto the black gasoline and quickly turned into a raging inferno that grew

flames filled

move

Cheyenne’s car, and his face immediately turned pale.

“Bang.”

Following that, a red mushroom cloud

she stood less than five meters

impact. However, as she descended, her head hit the steps, causing a gash on her forehead. A streak of fresh blood hung on her fair face, and her disheveled hair spilled over

injured by tree branches in the flower bed, were bleeding profusely. She

scrambled on the ground like paper figures on fire, desperately trying to

managed to avoid the flames woke up from the thrilling experience and looked towards Cheyenne, who was preparing