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.

two men’s faces made Kelvin instinctively feel that something was wrong… He had felt

Mr. Foley. It’s my fault for not taking care of

he could finish speaking, Kelvin angrily grabbed his collar, restraining his immense anger and refraining from punching

If Cheyenne, a woman,

had seen at TWILIGHT

eyeballs gouged out, young girls strangled to death, elderly people with their scalps

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

were undoubtedly covered

wounds represented the suffocating experiences they had

changed slightly, turning

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

again. “No need, I know TWILIGHT’s

finished speaking, regardless of the two men still being in a daze, he

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

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

TWILIGHT.

voices mingled the sound of shoes and

“Master Charlie, you’re here.”

“Hmm.”

voice resonated in Cheyenne’s ears, followed by

touch of his icy

“Who are you?”

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

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

with a blue demon mask, only

would surely be astounded by those eyes… blue, vast, and

don’t need to know who I am. You only need

his voice gently into her ear, his breath warm, “Do you

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