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 used Kelvin’s strength to perform a somersault. Her slender legs locked onto the person behind

the influence of drugs,

his sleeves,

waist and aimed it

since my men have

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

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

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

would use the location on

time of the banquet until now, a whole night had passed. Gordon

you who killed Erica, right? You

I killed

spoke about Erica’s death without any expression on his

in his words, death was as common as eating and drinking, let alone having any trace of sadness or

never been

in their mouths, didn’t understand the value of life,

beast! Madam Erica gave birth to your twins!

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

had to be like Emily and

orphan, a foster daughter of the Todd family, slightly higher in status

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

not allowing him to get rid of

trivial stepping

ruthless. In this regard, you have something in common with someone named Foley.” Kelvin’s ears twitched, and he subconsciously turned his head to look

didn’t directly mention who “someone named Foley”

His handsome face darkened, his lips parted slightly, and

as heartless and cold-blooded as Davon, and he would never ask Cheyenne to get rid

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