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

a section of his wrist.

She was suddenly stunned.

seemed to have seen it

she remembered she saw it

scene, and it was the same bead that Eddie

between

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

bracelet, like the tattoo, was a symbol of

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 punishment?” As the executioner’s words fell, someone quickly approached with a wooden tray. On it lay shining silver surgical knives,

with a narrow and long design, usually

chest. The pure silver alloy blade was sharp enough to easily cut through bones, let alone the softer flesh

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

and kill me,” Jonathan’s voice sounded weak

several days without proper food or rest had taken its

slower, as increased breathing rates led to

her. Jonathan had heard about the potency of the substance

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

large droplets stained the white coat, creating

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 a

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

life hung in the balance of the

with deep wrinkles. But he managed to

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

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