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

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

She was suddenly stunned.

to have

she saw it

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

what connection existed between Soar Casino

man. However, the voice from the stage sounded like

this bracelet, like the tattoo, was

surgical knife as the

and long design,

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

the judge echoed through the hall, questioning him,

guts, go ahead and kill

proper food or rest had taken its toll

slower, as increased breathing

Forest that Kelvin had given her. Jonathan had heard about the potency of the

it was Eddie, and now it was Jonathan… There couldn’t be a next time! As Jonathan’s words trailed off, the

droplets stained the white

heart itself but capable

surgical knife to the left, even just one centimeter,

life hung in the

his aged face lined with deep wrinkles. But he managed to grit his teeth and endure the

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

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