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.”

black-robed figures turned to look and gave a commanding order, “You two can go

“Yes.”

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

problem dealing with these

any more noise

startled Kelvin,

black robes, anxiously searching for

the corridor. Just as they were about to step inside, they noticed

said, “Go, both of you, take this meal to the

replied as she took

the black robe eyed her hand for a second,

opened, he pushed Cheyenne inside and quickly followed. They were concerned that there might be

arrived at the floor minus

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 saw Jonathan,

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

opened the iron door and secretly squeezed her hand, giving

she

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

for a moment, fixated on the newcomers. When he saw Cheyenne making a “It’s me” gesture, Jonathan’s eyes

you doing here?

get you out of here?” Cheyenne removed

Get out?

in secret. Please deliver it

beneath her mask, but she held back her sadness, biting

easily, so don’t worry. But there’s one thing I can’t rest assured about. I

“Tell me.”

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

apart from Cheyenne and

hand, Cheyenne was courageous and resourceful, making her a good successor. Jonathan claimed that he was fine to reassure

be seen as entrusting his

responsibility is great and the