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!”

punishments were suggested, and the waves of voices almost drowned out the executioner’s

revealing a section of his wrist. The string of rosewood

She was suddenly stunned.

to have seen it

remembered she saw it in the car

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

between Soar Casino

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

bracelet, like the tattoo, was a

use this surgical knife as the instrument of punishment?” As the executioner’s words fell, someone quickly approached with a wooden tray. On it

narrow and long design, usually

fixed on the knife pressed against Mr. Owen’s chest. The pure silver alloy blade was sharp enough to easily cut through bones, let alone the softer flesh tissue. Jonathan still wore the white coat when he was arrested. Soon, Cheyenne noticed a red flower blooming on his chest, starkly contrasting against

relentless voice of the judge echoed through the hall, questioning

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

food or rest had

increased breathing rates led to

had heard about the potency of the substance

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

the white coat,

to the heart itself but capable of inflicting immense pain. Killing Jonathan in a

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

hung in the balance of

lined with deep wrinkles. But he managed to grit his

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

to open his eyes and let out a soft grunt, “Do as