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.

is not their enemies, but the fear within

you can’t see the face of fear, you can

She did it.

scared. He quickly

“Bang.”

“Bang.”

“Bang.”

crashing noises echoed as the pink Lamborghini was heavily damaged from all

in

and huddled down into the seat, but even so, she

have escaped without a

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

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

violently hit the

“Click.”

man opened the door, Cheyenne quietly took off her

f*cking bitch, how dare

“Grab her!”

to grab her shoulder, but Cheyenne swiftly grabbed his wrist, twisted it, and forcefully pushed him

sound of bones being dislocated, there was a painful cry from the man. Cheyenne took advantage of their momentary

flipped out of the car, ignited the lighter in her

“Sizzle.”

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

crackling of the flames filled the ears of everyone

careful; move away

exited the car saw the burning fire beneath Cheyenne’s car, and his face immediately turned pale. He clutched his head with one

“Bang.”

erupted on the clean, straight street. Following that, a red mushroom cloud rose from the ground, only to transform into

Cheyenne as she stood less than five meters

of the flames’ impact. However, as she descended, her head

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

unlucky. When the flames rushed towards them, they scrambled on the ground

up from the thrilling