She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 374: I Want His Heart

Knowing that she was in a hurry, Kelvin pressed down on her restless shoulders, his warm hands holding her clenched and delicate fists.

“Cheyenne, I know you’re anxious. Let’s assess the situation first.”

Her mind was filled with thoughts of how to rescue Jonathan.

Jonathan had witnessed the deaths of the six people in front of him, but he still stood in the middle of the stage, expressionless.

Although he was disheveled, he kept his back straight. His gaze was cold, waiting for the judgment that the executioner would impose on him. His indifferent posture seemed as if he were not the one about to die.

On this stage, they had witnessed many “tough guys,” but when the knife was really placed at their necks, even tough guys could turn into the weak.

The executioner in black with a mask continued speaking, “This person attempted to investigate TWILIGHT’s Misty Forest, which is a heinous crime.”

As the words fell, the audience below the stage became even more uproarious.

Everyone knew that Misty Forest was a distinctive “product” of TWILIGHT, and if its secrets were exposed, TWILIGHT would suffer a significant loss and might even attract catastrophic consequences. They clamored in various ways:

“Burn him alive!”

“Tie him to a cross; he betrayed the true Lord, nail him with spikes into his body!”

“Quarter him!”

suggested, and the waves of voices almost drowned

of his wrist. The string of rosewood beads on

She was suddenly stunned.

have

she saw it in the car

picked up the bead at the scene, and it was the same bead that Eddie encountered during the attack, identical

connection existed between

However, the voice

tattoo, was a symbol

will die by the sword. Since this old man is a medical practitioner, why don’t we use this surgical knife as the instrument of

took one with a narrow and long design, usually used

chest. The pure silver alloy blade was sharp enough to easily cut through bones, let alone the softer flesh

echoed through the hall, questioning him,

you have the guts, go ahead and kill me,” Jonathan’s voice sounded weak

proper food or

slower, as increased breathing rates led to greater

had heard about the potency

known about TWILIGHT’s existence ten years ago, but had no idea that Vincent was involved with TWILIGHT. Cheyenne felt deep guilt once again. First, it was Eddie, and now it was Jonathan… There couldn’t

droplets stained the white coat, creating an incredibly

itself but capable of inflicting immense pain.

a slight deviation of the surgical knife to the left, even

life hung in the balance of the judge’s

frowned, his aged face lined with deep wrinkles. But he managed to grit his teeth and endure the first

then I’ll ask you the next question. If you continue to resist, I

grunt, “Do as you please,