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

revealing a section of his wrist. The string of rosewood beads on his wrist appeared in

She was suddenly stunned.

have seen it

she saw it

the scene, and it was the

what connection existed between

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 a slightly plump figure.

this bracelet, like the tattoo, was a symbol of

saying: those who live by the sword will die by the sword. Since this old man is a medical practitioner, why don’t we use this surgical knife as

long

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

echoed through the hall, questioning

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

confined here for several days without proper food or rest had taken its toll on

breathing had become slower, as increased breathing rates led to

of Misty Forest that Kelvin had given her. Jonathan had heard about the potency of the substance and decided to

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!

stained the white coat,

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

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

life hung in the balance of

managed to grit

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

open his eyes and let out a soft grunt, “Do as you please, I’ll be damned if I