She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 162

Chapter 162: Kneel Down and Beg for Mercy

A group of people walked towards them, all dressed like thugs. At first glance, there were at least twenty of them.

The young man in the middle was wearing a black leather jacket adorned with shiny metal studs, and he was tall and muscular. He looked to be about six foot three.

He wore a black duckbill cap that obscured his face, but the giant python tattoo on his neck was impressive enough to make an impression on anyone who saw it. The snake’s head faced his chin, its bloody fangs gaping wide as if it were about to devour him whole. With this eerie and terrifying tattoo adorning him, even without showing his face, the man exuded an aura of ferocity that made people shudder. Was this Dominic?

Reece’s expression darkened as he quietly placed his handbag on top of the car hood and twisted his neck slightly. Cheyenne heard a faint “click” sound.

Was this guy going to fight?

Kelvin looked coldly at the group of people before turning around to Cheyenne and saying, “Get in the car!”

“No need.”

At her words, he became angry; furrowing his eyebrows and pursing his lips gave him an air of deep superiority.

“Now is not your time to show off.”

“Mr. Foley.” She tiptoed and leaned in close to his ear, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe, and at the same time, it also seeped into his heart. “The way you act makes me think you can’t bear to leave me.”

At her words, he clenched his large hand into a fist.

“Cheyenne,” he growled out between gritted teeth. “Do you think your fancy moves can take down all these guys?”

“That’s none of your concern,” she replied calmly

couldn’t believe how stubborn she could be sometimes; now he wondered if that cute

seemed more

them with eyes like snakes staring intently at each person present, especially focusing on Cheyenne who stood out from everyone else due to her stunning beauty. At the moment, he couldn’t quite recall

heard you guys beat up

lightly as she met those cold gleaming eyes

because they hadn’t told Dominic that they were beaten by such a

mouth, the red

it yourself, don’t blame me for showing no mercy. Don’t think I

took the steel pipe handed to

pulled her into his embrace to make

chest; the man’s scent was cold and sharp like winter had

her heart sinking as she watched Dominic’s steel pipe about

did he protect

that would turn things around. “Dominic Grant! Are

pipe in Dominic’s hand

high temperatures; he only wore flip

him to scream in pain while beads of sweat rolled down from his

my real name! Are

– her face was innocent yet seductive with a small mole on her nose that looked

really is

“Plop!”

pain from his foot while kneeling before Cheyenne in front of all of his henchmen who were shocked by what they saw. He bowed ninety degrees onto the ground, begging. “Cheyenne, spare me; I didn’t know it was you

up her fair chin, then kicked him on his shoulder with one slender foot, causing him to retreat several

you want

it was you.” “Your underlings said that I would beg you for

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