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.

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

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

collar, restraining his immense anger and refraining from punching him in

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

had seen at TWILIGHT

scalps torn off… He couldn’t even imagine Cheyenne being subjected

and heard stories from victims who had managed

were undoubtedly covered in

wounds represented the suffocating experiences

face changed slightly,

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

was interrupted again. “No need, I know

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

caused such a stir quickly regained its calmness, and the onlookers gradually dispersed… The air was still filled with

the news finally arrived at the scene

TWILIGHT.

upstairs, amidst the cacophony of voices mingled the sound

“Master Charlie, you’re here.”

“Hmm.”

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

by 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?”

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

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

adorned with a blue demon mask,

blue, vast, and profound like the sea, as beautiful

to know who I am. You only need to know that

voice gently into her ear, his

“My crime must be because I’m too beautiful,