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!”

were suggested, and the waves of voices almost

sleeve slid down, revealing a section of his

She was suddenly stunned.

have seen it

saw it

was the same bead

existed between Soar Casino and

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 figure.

like the tattoo, was a symbol of

knife as the instrument of punishment?” As the executioner’s words fell, someone quickly approached with a wooden tray. On it

long design, usually used

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

through the hall, questioning

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

food or rest had taken its toll on

become slower, as increased breathing

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

again. First, it was Eddie, and now it was Jonathan… There couldn’t be a next time! As Jonathan’s words

stained the white coat, creating an incredibly

itself but capable

required was a slight deviation of the surgical knife to the left, even just one centimeter, and

in the balance of the

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

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

soft grunt, “Do as you please, I’ll