She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 466: Being Too Pretty

Cheyenne smiled lightly at the two men, helpless as she spread her fair hand.

As soon as she arrived here, she saw Master Iker in imminent danger, so she had to jump off and let Gordon go and save him.

But she didn’t expect that as soon as she turned around, a gun was pressed against the back of her head.

Now it seemed difficult for her to escape.

Gordon took a deep breath, one foot on the ground, gripping the handlebar of the motorcycle with a palm that was moist and covered in fine sweat.

“What should we do? Miss Lawrence is being held hostage now…”

“It’s all my fault.”

Iker also clenched his fists, his veins bulging on the back of his hands, and he looked at the three men with a fierce gaze, sternly rebuking, “The person you want to deal with is me. Let her go, and I’ll go with you.”

The leader of the black-robed men seemed to have gone crazy. He clapped his hands and a hoarse and rough laughter sounded from under his mask.

“I think we don’t need to anymore. Master Iker’s legs seem to have healed. I am more curious about Cheyenne now. Take her away!”

As soon as the words fell, they stuffed Cheyenne into the car, and the van quickly drove onto the Sakura Bridge, disappearing into another exit.

As the van left, Chris arrived with Kelvin.

The car door opened, and they hurriedly ran up to the two, his deep-set eyes scanning the surroundings anxiously as they anxiously asked, “Where’s Cheyenne?”

Iker didn’t answer him.

A moment of silence.

something was wrong… He had felt a sense

his head. “I’m sorry, Mr. Foley. It’s my fault for not taking care of Miss Lawrence… She, she was taken by the

grabbed his collar, restraining his

did you say? Do you know how crazy the people from TWILIGHT are? If Cheyenne, a woman, falls into their hands, what kind of fate will

this moment, images Kelvin had seen at TWILIGHT flashed through his

with their scalps torn off… He couldn’t even imagine Cheyenne being subjected to such cruelty. He would

stories from victims who had managed to

were undoubtedly

the suffocating experiences

changed

to Kelvin. “I’m sorry, Mr. Foley. I will quickly contact the people in the police station to find

interrupted again. “No

daze, he walked back to the

Bridge that had just caused such a stir quickly regained its calmness, and the onlookers gradually dispersed… The air was still filled with the smell of burnt remains. The collapsed bridge stood

received the news finally arrived at the scene after much delay,

TWILIGHT.

of voices mingled the sound of shoes and their friction against the

“Master Charlie, you’re here.”

“Hmm.”

in Cheyenne’s ears, followed by a slight pain

the man, his grip not tight, but the touch of his icy cold fingers against her skin sent a chilling sensation through

“Who are you?”

her bright and twinkling almond-shaped eyes. Even so, it accentuated her fair and radiant

from the others present. His collar had a red line, and there were intricate

blue demon mask, only those shining blue

astounded by those eyes… blue, vast, and profound like the sea, as beautiful as a

need to know who I am. You only need

leaned in, lowering his voice gently into her ear, his breath

with a playful smile, “My crime must be