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!”

the waves of

his wrist. The

She was suddenly stunned.

seemed to have seen it

remembered she saw

scene, and it was the same bead that Eddie encountered

connection existed between Soar Casino

attack on her last time was a young man. However, the voice

bracelet, like the tattoo, was

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

man took one with a narrow and long design, usually used for cutting deep-seated

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

the judge echoed through the hall, questioning him, “Tell me,

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

for several days without proper food or rest had

become slower, as increased breathing rates led

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

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

white

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

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

in the

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 resist,

to open his eyes and let out a soft grunt, “Do as