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!”

cruel punishments were suggested, and the waves of voices almost drowned out the executioner’s

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

She was suddenly stunned.

seemed to have

she saw it in the

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

connection existed between Soar

certain that the person who led the attack on her last time was a young man. However, the voice from the stage sounded like

tattoo, was a symbol of

sword. Since this old man is a medical practitioner, why don’t we use this surgical knife as the

one with a narrow and long design, usually used

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.

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

kill me,” Jonathan’s voice sounded

food or rest had taken its toll on his

become slower, as increased

had heard about the potency of

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

the white coat, creating an incredibly

just slightly away from the back of the heart, not immediately dangerous to the heart itself but capable of inflicting immense pain. Killing Jonathan in a second would be as

to the left,

in the balance of the

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

the next question. If you continue to resist, I will

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