She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 385: Blood Pact

Finally, they had passed through the large gate that had trapped them for who knew how long. Cheyenne took a step with her weak legs and felt a bit unsteady while walking…

“Hold on!”

Kelvin promptly supported her shoulder, his deep voice resonating from beneath the mask.

“I… I’m fine,” she replied.

Not far from the entrance, there were three men. Two of them were dressed the same as Cheyenne and Kelvin, while the other wore a suit and a mask.

As expected, he must be the person coming to buy ingredients.

One of the black-robed figures complained in a disgruntled voice to the other two, “3467, you guys are so slow. Mr. Alvarez has been waiting.”

“Sorry, it took us a while to find the number,” Kelvin said as he handed over the black plastic bag in his hand.

After examining the bag, Mr. Alvarez used his hand to weigh it before opening it.

Cheyenne couldn’t help but look over and was shocked to her core.

It was half a human hand!

Its fair skin devoid of pores, well-proportioned fingers, and delicate nails… It resembled a pickled chicken claw treated with alum in a factory.

Mr. Alvarez picked up the severed hand and sniffed it, then let out a satisfied smile. “Not bad, no odor… beautiful.”

Holy sh*t!

He can’t be… planning to eat it, right?

Cheyenne’s shocked gaze caught Mr. Alvarez’s attention, and he sneered. “I just want to use her fingernails to make a steel pen, that’s all.”

to look and gave a commanding order, “You

“Yes.”

had looked at her earlier, she couldn’t help

she would have no problem

and Kelvin were exhausted and making any more

Cheyenne also startled Kelvin,

them wore masks and black robes,

corridor. Just as they were about to step inside,

of you, take this

replied as she

figure in the black robe eyed her hand for a second,

the elevator doors opened, he pushed Cheyenne inside and quickly followed. They

arrived at the

girls, old men, and even children… As soon as they saw Kelvin and Cheyenne, they would fearfully hide away, afraid that these two were here to capture them. Cheyenne’s gaze quickly scanned the faces of these

heart couldn’t help but ache. Jonathan was already in his sixties, his white lab coat stained dark red with blood. He lay on a small bed,

opened the iron door and secretly squeezed her hand,

she spoke

familiar voice startled Jonathan, who had been lying down. He immediately opened his eyes and

fixated on the newcomers. When he saw Cheyenne making a “It’s me”

doing here? It’s too dangerous.

of here?” Cheyenne

Get out?

Jonathan’s lips. “They implanted a chip in my body. I can’t escape. You should leave… oh, right, this is a letter I wrote in secret. Please deliver it to the head of the Owen family.” “Jonathan…” Cheyenne looked down and saw him slipping a blood-soaked letter with white background and red words into her

but she held back her sadness, biting

composed. He spoke in a deliberately lighthearted tone, “I won’t die that easily, so don’t worry. But there’s one thing I

“Tell me.”

eye on the hospital for me. I suspect there’s

ordinary, and apart from Cheyenne and

him more suitable for focusing on scientific research. On the other hand, Cheyenne was courageous and resourceful, making her a good successor. Jonathan claimed that he was fine to reassure Cheyenne, but in reality, he knew that those people would harm him once they lost

can be seen as entrusting his career to

and the