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.

He had felt a sense of oppression in his chest and was

“I’m sorry, Mr. Foley. It’s my fault for not taking care

his collar, restraining his immense anger

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 she

images Kelvin had seen at

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

information about TWILIGHT and heard stories from victims who had managed to escape

bodies were undoubtedly covered in

shocking wounds represented the suffocating experiences they

face changed slightly,

sorry, Mr. Foley. I will quickly contact the people in

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

speaking, regardless of the two men still being in a daze, he walked back to the luxury car in

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

finally arrived at the scene after much delay, only

TWILIGHT.

the cacophony of voices mingled

“Master Charlie, you’re here.”

“Hmm.”

resonated in Cheyenne’s ears,

but the touch of his icy cold fingers against her skin

“Who are you?”

black cloth bag, concealing her bright and twinkling almond-shaped eyes. Even

black robe, different from the others present. His collar had a red line, and there were intricate gold patterns on his chest, exuding an understated yet

mask, only those shining blue eyes leaving a

see, she would surely be astounded by those eyes… blue, vast, and profound like the sea, as beautiful as a

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

into her ear, his breath warm, “Do you want

him with a playful smile, “My crime must be because I’m too