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.

Her slender legs locked onto the person behind him. Her foot kicked the attacker’s shoulder, causing the black-clad figure to

were both under the influence of drugs, Kelvin

up his sleeves, deciding

his waist

since my men have captured Iker. Why risk your lives for

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

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

before Davon had to make a move. Quickly thinking

time, he would use the location on her phone to find

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

you who killed Erica, right?

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

expression on his

common as eating and drinking, let

had never been

in their mouths, didn’t understand the

Madam Erica gave birth to your twins! She

more vigorously, dismissing it with a wave of his hand. “A woman is as common as clothes, isn’t it? Why should I have

woman worthy of Davon, the capitalist, had to be like Emily and Elsa, equally

orphan, a foster daughter of the Todd

tried to have his children without his consent. Wasn’t it just an attempt to use the twins as leverage to threaten him in

get rid of the

of these were trivial stepping stones in the path

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 subconsciously turned his head to

mention who “someone

His handsome face darkened, his lips parted slightly, and he muttered under his breath, “It’s not

never be as heartless and cold-blooded as Davon, and he