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

his wrist. The string of rosewood beads on his wrist

She was suddenly stunned.

to have seen it

remembered she saw it in

the scene, and it was the same bead that Eddie encountered during

existed between Soar Casino

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 a slightly plump

tattoo, was

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

and long design, usually used for cutting deep-seated connective

pressed against Mr. Owen’s chest. The pure silver alloy blade was sharp enough to easily cut through bones, let alone the softer

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

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

several days without proper food or rest had taken its toll on his

had become slower, as increased breathing rates led to

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

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

large droplets stained the white coat,

immediately dangerous to the heart itself but capable of inflicting immense pain. Killing Jonathan in a second would be as easy as the turn of

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

the balance of the

deep wrinkles. But he managed to grit his teeth and endure

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

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