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.

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

they were both under the influence of drugs, Kelvin

sleeves, deciding to

waist and aimed it at Cheyenne, issuing

since my men have captured Iker. Why risk your

car accident that destroyed my Lamborghini! It’s despicable!” Cheyenne angrily

fought so desperately to help Iker with his leg, risking their lives by infiltrating

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

didn’t return in time, he would use the location on her phone to

had passed. Gordon

Erica, right? You

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

any expression on his face, his tone light and

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

had never been

silver spoon in their mouths, didn’t understand

beast! Madam Erica gave birth to your twins! She

as clothes, isn’t it? Why should I

Davon, the capitalist, had to be like Emily and Elsa, equally exceptional and

foster daughter of the Todd family, slightly higher in status than

to have his children without his consent. Wasn’t it just an attempt to use the twins as

it wasn’t for his father not allowing him to get rid of the two children,

stepping

this regard, you have something in common with someone named Foley.” Kelvin’s

directly mention who “someone named Foley”

Cheyenne was indirectly criticizing him? His handsome face darkened, his lips parted slightly, and he

and he would never ask Cheyenne to get rid

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