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!”

waves of voices almost drowned out the

sleeve slid down, revealing a section of his wrist. The string of rosewood beads on

She was suddenly stunned.

to have seen

remembered she saw it

the scene, and it was the

existed between

was certain that the person who led the attack on her last time was a young man. However, the voice from the stage sounded like someone around forty, with

the tattoo, was

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 punishment?” As the executioner’s words fell, someone quickly approached with a wooden tray. On it lay shining silver surgical

a narrow and long design, usually

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

of the judge echoed through the hall, questioning him, “Tell me,

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

several days without proper food or rest

slower, as increased breathing rates

had heard about the potency of the substance and decided to assist them

and now it was Jonathan…

the white coat, creating an

of the blade was just slightly away from the back of the heart, not immediately dangerous to the heart itself but capable of

deviation of the surgical knife to the left, even just one centimeter, and he would die from massive bleeding of the

in the balance

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

won’t answer? Fine, then I’ll ask you the next question. If you continue to resist, I will truly

a soft grunt, “Do as you please, I’ll be damned