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.

made Kelvin instinctively feel that something was wrong… He had felt a sense of

not taking care of Miss Lawrence… She, she was taken by the people from

restraining his immense anger and refraining from punching him in the

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

had seen

girls strangled to death, elderly people with their scalps torn off… He couldn’t even imagine Cheyenne being subjected to such

about TWILIGHT and heard stories from victims

bodies were undoubtedly

wounds represented the

face changed slightly, turning

Mr. Foley. I will quickly contact the people in the police station to find TWILIGHT’s location and rescue Miss

was interrupted again. “No need, I know TWILIGHT’s

the two men still being in a daze, he

gradually dispersed… The air was still filled with the smell of burnt remains. The

the news finally arrived at the scene after much delay, only to

TWILIGHT.

cacophony of voices mingled the sound of shoes and their

“Master Charlie, you’re here.”

“Hmm.”

deep voice resonated in Cheyenne’s ears, followed by a slight pain on her

his grip not tight, but the touch of his icy

“Who are you?”

by a black cloth bag, concealing her bright and twinkling almond-shaped eyes. Even so, it accentuated her

her wore a black robe, different from the others present. His collar had a red line, and there were intricate gold patterns on his

mask, only

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

to know who I am. You only need to know that you’ve offended

in, lowering his voice gently into her ear, his

with a playful smile, “My crime must be because I’m too beautiful, hence arousing the jealousy of