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.

onto the person behind him. Her foot kicked the attacker’s shoulder,

though they were both under the influence

sleeves, deciding to

his waist and aimed

advise the two of you to surrender obediently, since my men have captured Iker. Why risk

your breath! You caused a car accident that destroyed my Lamborghini! It’s despicable!” Cheyenne angrily

men’s eyes twitch. They fought so desperately to help Iker with his leg,

before Davon had to make a move. Quickly thinking in her mind, Cheyenne had discussed strategies with Gordon

didn’t return in time, he would use the location

until now, a whole night had passed. Gordon should already be on

was you who killed Erica, right? You are

He clapped his hands and applauded loudly. “Yes, I killed her. That woman attempted

without any expression on his

words, death was as common as eating and drinking, let

never been

heirs, born with a silver spoon in their mouths, didn’t understand the value

birth to your twins!

as common as clothes, isn’t it? Why should I have any

worthy of Davon, the capitalist, had to be like

an orphan, a foster daughter of the Todd family, slightly

consent. Wasn’t it just an attempt to use the twins as leverage to threaten him in

him to get rid of the two children,

these were trivial stepping

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,

who “someone named

did Kelvin feel like Cheyenne was indirectly criticizing him? His handsome face darkened, his lips parted slightly, and he muttered

and he would never ask Cheyenne

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