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!”

waves of voices almost drowned

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

She was suddenly stunned.

seemed to have seen

remembered she saw it in

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

what connection existed between

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

tattoo, was

a 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 the instrument of

and long design, usually used

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 the

relentless voice of the judge echoed through the hall, questioning him,

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

several days without proper food or rest had taken its

slower, as increased breathing rates led to greater

her. Jonathan had

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,

droplets stained the white coat, creating an incredibly

heart, not 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

required was a slight deviation of the surgical knife to the left, even just one centimeter, and he would die from massive bleeding

in the balance of the judge’s

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

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

out a soft grunt, “Do as you please, I’ll be damned if I beg