Chapter 376: Mr. Foley Strikes Again

The air was filled with the scent of blood.

Laughter from the group of devils echoed in her ears.

For a moment, Cheyenne felt overwhelmed, realizing her own insignificance and powerlessness.

Whether it was the little girl who was brutally killed or Jonathan, she couldn’t save them…

Kelvin’s words gave her a glimmer of determination amidst the confusion, “I understand now.”

Seeming to sense her lingering worry about Jonathan, Kelvin hesitated for a few seconds, then grabbed her hand and pulled her close to him.

The back of her cocktail dress revealed smooth skin, pressed against his warm chest.

Feeling the heat, Cheyenne quickly pushed him away. This sudden intimacy caused her face to darken, glaring at him with indignation, and scolding him in a huff.

“What are you doing?”

“Hush, maybe there’s another way to save Mr. Owen.”

“What way?”

“Come with me.”

He said mysteriously, grabbing her hand and leading her away from the floor minus two to the floor minus one. It felt like entering a completely different world.

Similar to most bars on the outside, only the scale was grander, and the lavish decorations hinted at luxury. She glanced casually at the labels on the liquor cabinet – all seemingly priced in five figures.

Young men and women on the dance floor were immersed in the music, twisting their bodies, shaking their heads. The air was infused with an intoxicating atmosphere of excess. Cheyenne’s stunning figure and outrageously long legs quickly caught the attention of many men. A drunken young man with blonde hair approached, his speech slurred.

out to

can’t be an ugly duckling. Let me

as he was about to step forward to teach him a lesson, a cry of pain was heard from the young man… Cheyenne decisively delivered a quick and precise blow to

them all came to a halt, and

of gasps

“This girl is

heels, and the designer had embellished a small

darkened slightly, his lips twitched.

chance to play the hero and save

the beauty had resolved the situation, making him

at the two in front of him. “You shamelessly attacked me. If you have the guts, let’s fight

could finish his sentence, Cheyenne mercilessly stomped on his

angle of her tilt accentuated her slender legs and

spines. Cheyenne looked at the young man with disdain, her

a cool and composed voice, she said, “So small, only seven centimeters? And you have the audacity to come and hit on

“His is eighteen centimeters.”

asking if you

face turned red. Fortunately, the mask shielded him from the outside world, so no one could see that his ears had turned red as well due

pulled Cheyenne into his embrace, his voice somewhat unnatural. “Now you know how

or embarrassed, he quickly held Cheyenne’s waist with one hand as they

a nondescript corner of the bar, a man in a black jacket and a white baseball cap sat alone, holding

followed the direction of the couple, his gaze flashing with an intriguing

you’ve kept

number one.” A waiter with a faceless white mask led them to room number one. The corridor stretched on, with walls covered

was an inexplicable

an artist, Cheyenne couldn’t appreciate this kind of

tugged on Kelvin’s

difference, he had to bend down

in the corridor fell perfectly on his

deep-set eyes left a

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