She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 463: As Long as Cheyenne is Safe

Abbie was dead.

Cheyenne hated her, wishing she could have personally taken revenge on her enemy.

But she never expected Abbie to die in front of her like this.

With her death, all the past grievances and enmity were erased… Cheyenne silently put away her knife.

Subconsciously, she glanced at Kelvin from the corner of her eye, bracing herself, ready to accept any blame he might place on her.

It was indeed because she took Abbie as a hostage that the assassins came.

To her surprise, Kelvin’s face showed no expression. His eyebrows were furrowed, and there was a faint trace of sorrow between them.

The current situation didn’t allow Cheyenne to waste any more time talking to him.

Davon and his men surrounded the two of them, and Cheyenne stood her ground, clenching her fists tightly, preparing herself for a desperate fight.

“Attack!”

People dressed in black robes came at Cheyenne with their weapons, their aggression palpable.

Their movements were so swift that a cool breeze blew across the man’s face, snapping him out of his shock from Abbie’s death. He gently reminded her from behind. “Be careful, Cheyenne.”

Cheyenne’s red dress fluttered fiercely, and her chestnut hair scattered behind her, accentuating her fair, exquisite face with a touch of vibrant color in this tense atmosphere. Her figure moved like a graceful butterfly, dodging the attacks of the black-clothed figures. She held her knife tightly, the sound of it cutting through the fabric crisp and clear. Kelvin quickly joined the battle as well. Despite their dwindling stamina, they gradually gained the upper hand.

Cheyenne’s waist with both hands and lifted her up. Cheyenne used Kelvin’s strength to perform a somersault. Her slender legs locked onto the person behind him. Her foot kicked the attacker’s shoulder, causing the black-clad figure to groan in pain

they were both under the influence

rolled up his sleeves, deciding to intervene

a prepared handgun from his waist

obediently, since my men

You caused a car accident that destroyed

They fought so desperately to help Iker with his leg, risking their

now, Cheyenne had expended a lot of energy. If this back-and-forth continued, she might faint before Davon had to make

time, he would use the location on her phone

whole night had passed. Gordon should already be on his

you who killed Erica, right? You are Aidan!” she

it. He clapped his hands and applauded loudly. “Yes, I killed

without any expression on

was as common as eating and drinking, let

never

silver spoon in their mouths,

Madam Erica gave birth to your twins! She was the

Davon laughed even more vigorously, dismissing it with a wave of his hand. “A woman is as common as clothes, isn’t it? Why should I have any pity for someone who doesn’t have a place in my heart? It was just

of Davon, the capitalist, had to be like Emily and

of the Todd family, slightly higher

an

not allowing him to get rid of the two children, the twins would

were trivial stepping stones

to his words, Cheyenne’s contempt for this man intensified. “Capitalists are indeed heartless and ruthless. In this regard, you have something in common with someone named Foley.” Kelvin’s ears twitched, and he

mention who “someone

why did Kelvin feel like Cheyenne was indirectly criticizing him? His handsome face darkened,

Davon, and he would never ask Cheyenne to