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!”

and the waves of voices

of his wrist. The string of rosewood beads on his wrist appeared

She was suddenly stunned.

have

remembered she saw it in

the scene, and it was the same bead that Eddie

what connection existed between Soar Casino

the attack on her last time was a young man. However, the voice from the stage sounded like someone around

tattoo,

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

a narrow and long design, usually used for cutting

alloy blade was sharp enough to easily cut through bones, let alone the softer flesh tissue. Jonathan still wore the white coat

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

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

without proper food or rest had taken its toll on

become slower, as increased

had given her. Jonathan had heard about the potency of the substance and

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 be a next time! As Jonathan’s words trailed off, the surgical knife went in

large droplets stained the white coat,

away from the back of the heart, not immediately dangerous to the heart itself but capable of

the left, even

the

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

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

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