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.

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

It’s my fault for not taking care of Miss Lawrence… She, she was taken by the people from

restraining his immense anger and refraining from punching

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

had seen at TWILIGHT flashed through

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

stories from victims

bodies were undoubtedly covered in

wounds represented the suffocating experiences

face changed slightly, turning

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

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

he walked back to the

stir quickly regained its calmness, and the onlookers gradually dispersed… The air was still

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

TWILIGHT.

cacophony of voices

“Master Charlie, you’re here.”

“Hmm.”

in Cheyenne’s ears, followed by a slight pain on

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

“Who are you?”

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

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

a blue demon mask, only those shining blue eyes leaving a lasting

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

don’t need to know who I am. You only

in, lowering his voice gently into her ear, his breath warm, “Do you want to

smile, “My crime must be because