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.”

gave a

“Yes.”

Cheyenne’s spine. When those two men had looked at

have no problem dealing with

and making any more noise could potentially ruin their

Cheyenne also startled Kelvin, but fortunately,

robes, anxiously searching for

were about to step inside,

you, take this meal

as she took

the black robe eyed her hand

doors opened, he pushed Cheyenne inside and quickly followed. They were concerned that there might be surveillance in the area, so they didn’t communicate

the

from the second floor, resembling a prison. Iron doors and walls trapped the area, leaving no way to escape. Each cell contained varying amounts of people. There were young 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 people, and finally… as she reached the second-to-last room, she

stained dark red with blood. He lay on a small bed, his hair silver, gasping for breath. The scene was

secretly

time,” she spoke

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

saw Cheyenne making a “It’s me” gesture,

doing here? It’s too dangerous.

can I save you and get you out of

Get out?

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

but

won’t die that easily, so don’t worry. But there’s

“Tell me.”

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

out of the ordinary, and apart from

resourceful, making her a good successor. Jonathan claimed that he was fine to reassure Cheyenne, but in reality, he knew that those people would

be seen as entrusting his career to

great and the