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!”

cruel punishments were suggested, and the waves of voices

a section of his wrist. The string of rosewood beads on his wrist appeared in Cheyenne’s

She was suddenly stunned.

have seen

remembered she saw it

up the bead at the scene, and it was the same bead that

connection existed between Soar

voice from the stage sounded like someone around forty, with a slightly plump figure. Different people

like the tattoo, was

this old man is a medical practitioner, why don’t we use this surgical knife as the instrument of punishment?” As

took one with a narrow and long design, usually used for cutting deep-seated connective

the softer flesh tissue. Jonathan still wore the white coat when he was arrested. Soon, Cheyenne noticed a red flower blooming

hall, questioning

guts, go ahead and kill me,”

days without proper food or rest had taken its

slower, as increased breathing rates led to

had heard about the potency of the substance and decided to

that Vincent was involved with TWILIGHT. Cheyenne felt deep guilt once again. First, it was Eddie, and now it was Jonathan… There couldn’t be a next time! As Jonathan’s words trailed off, the surgical knife went in another inch, causing the

droplets stained the white coat, creating

the heart, not immediately dangerous to the heart itself but capable of inflicting immense pain. Killing Jonathan in a second

the left, even just one centimeter, and he

the balance of the judge’s

managed to grit his teeth and endure the first wave of

ask you the next question. If you continue to resist, I will

eyes and let out a soft grunt, “Do as you