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 almost drowned out the

raised his hand, and his sleeve slid down, revealing a section of his wrist. The string

She was suddenly stunned.

to have seen

remembered she saw it in

bead at the scene, and it was the same bead

existed between Soar

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

this bracelet, like the tattoo, was

old man is 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

narrow and long design, usually

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

the judge echoed through the hall, questioning him, “Tell me, where did you obtain

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

confined here for several days without proper food or rest had

had become slower, as increased breathing rates led

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

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 another inch, causing the blood to flow even

large droplets stained the white coat, creating an

of the heart, not immediately dangerous to the heart itself but capable of

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

life hung in the balance of

with deep wrinkles. But he managed to grit his teeth and endure the first wave of

continued questioning, “You won’t answer? Fine, then I’ll ask you the next question. If you continue

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