She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 379: Try to Trust Me

The woman walked seductively towards him and squatted down by his side. She extended her slender hand towards the mask on his face and spoke in a clear and charming voice. “Come, let me see what you look like, you son of a bitch.”

Cheyenne’s fingertips barely touched the edge of his mask. Her tender finger lifted a corner of the mask to reveal the face underneath the mask.

Both pairs of eyes fell upon the mask simultaneously… A slightly tense atmosphere permeated the air, and Cheyenne stared fixedly, her curiosity growing stronger by the second.

In an instant, Aidan struggled and kicked over the nearby coffee table, causing the beer bottles on top to fall and make a loud noise, attracting the attention of people outside. “What happened?”

A rough and angry voice came from outside the door.

Inside the room, taking advantage of Kelvin’s momentary distraction, Aidan suddenly took out a short knife from his robe and stabbed towards Kelvin’s neck.

Suddenly, Cheyenne couldn’t help but exhale lightly and screamed, “Watch out!”

Aidan’s strike was forceful, indicating that he had undergone training. Fortunately, Kelvin reacted quickly, reaching out his large and sturdy hand to grasp the blade. The sharp edge cut into his palm, blood streaming out.

Splattering onto his black suit, a hint of eerie red spread into the dense black.

“Quick, something happened inside.”

Bang!

The wooden door was kicked open by someone, and over a dozen men dressed in black robes, holding knives and hidden weapons, rushed in, surrounding Cheyenne and Kelvin in the middle. Meanwhile, he was still grappling with Aidan.

“Capture them quickly!” Aidan ordered his men.

The group of people, fierce and menacing, wielding weapons, attacked the two, and amidst the crowd, another man in a black robe shouted, “Kill the man, capture the woman alive, we need her!”

“Yes!”

no, these people were

quickly calmed herself and raised her fair chin as she walked to

now. I’ll distract them, and

turned cold, his forehead wrinkling as

“I am a man!”

he abandon her alone and escape

lips curled slightly. “If you die here, no one will take care of your beloved Miss Berry. Mr. Foley,

leg, lifting a corner of her silver short

dagger tied. Cheyenne drew the dagger, swiftly removing

“Go, quickly.”

icy cold, devoid of any

He tightly grasped Cheyenne’s other soft hand but calmly looked into her eyes and said

my beloved, never has

in black robes had already charged forward. Cheyenne had

“If I’m unfortunate enough to be

inwardly,

recklessly

dozen physically strong men, she was just

as well, although he had no weapons and had to rely

nearby and swung it

attacks. At the same time, Cheyenne’s teeth clenched tightly, her voice echoing behind him. “Perhaps it will attract more people soon, Kelvin, and you won’t be able to escape now,”

casually, reaching out to grab her slightly trembling hand. “Cheyenne, you don’t need Master Iker, I

“Hmm?”

“Try trusting me once.”

glimmer she had never seen before. This Kelvin seemed different from that in her memories… yet

seized the opportunity, drew his gun, and aimed it at

her ears. She looked up abruptly, watching as the bullet flew towards her from the blazing

“Bang!”

relatively enclosed, causing the originally loud

arm. Nothing… She realized that the foolish Kelvin had