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,

you can’t see the face of

She did it.

glaring flames, it was ultimately the man who first became scared. He quickly turned the steering wheel and veered the car to

“Bang.”

“Bang.”

“Bang.”

the pink Lamborghini was heavily damaged

in the tank also continuously

the moment of impact, Cheyenne shielded her head with both hands and huddled down into the seat, but even so, she still

was lucky to have escaped

few more steps due to inertia. She was now surrounded

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

violently hit the

“Click.”

opened the door, Cheyenne quietly took off her sandals and,

f*cking bitch,

“Grab her!”

crowded in, reaching out to grab her shoulder, but Cheyenne swiftly

was a painful cry from the man. Cheyenne took advantage of their momentary distraction and kicked the man in the face with her bare

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

“Sizzle.”

gasoline and quickly turned into a raging inferno

the flames filled the ears of

move away

the men who had just exited the car saw the burning fire beneath Cheyenne’s car, and his face immediately turned pale. He clutched his head with one hand and ran away in the opposite

“Bang.”

the clean, straight street. Following that, a red mushroom cloud rose from the

of heat hit Cheyenne as she stood less than five meters

explosion, using the half-person-high greenery to shield herself from most of the flames’ 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,

branches in the flower bed, were bleeding profusely. She struggled to

they scrambled

flames woke up from the thrilling