She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 467

Chapter 467: Granduncle

Seeing her speechless for a while, the man felt a small sense of victory. ‘Finally afraid now, aren’t you?’

He continued to announce Cheyenne’s “crimes”.

“Cheyenne, female, twenty-one years old, your sin is pride!”

“Someone like you, who puts yourself above everything and disregards the organization’s rules, even God wouldn’t tolerate it.”

Arrogance?

She sarcastically sneered, “Pride is the first of the seven deadly sins. In the Bible, pride represents a challenge to God. Is TWILIGHT afraid of a weak woman like me?”

And the famous devil Satan’s first sin was also pride, challenging the authority of God, which is absolutely not allowed.

“Now that you know, Miss Lawrence, and you’re still so arrogant, then let’s hear what your punishment will be! According to TWILIGHT’s rules, Miss Lawrence shall receive… the Sea Burial!”

The history of the sea burial is very ancient. It originated from the Nordic pirates. At sunset, the body is placed on a small boat and thrown into the sea to sink.

After hearing his verdict, Cheyenne was relieved that at least she still had a “complete corpse”.

Suddenly, a familiar and elderly voice came from the entrance, startling Cheyenne. She turned her head and looked.

It was pitch black.

She couldn’t see anything.

Oh right, she had forgotten that her eyes were covered by a cloth.

There is something more important that I want to ask her,” said the white-haired old man, hurriedly walking over and intervening, exchanging a brief glance

man.

and Cheyenne could tell that he

to kill her,” he said. Cheyenne

what Mr. King had

him was the gut she

what the final level of the Thirteen Needles is. That’s why she can’t die just yet!” Upon

Cheyenne healed Iker’s leg!

How was that possible?

leg was not only

Iker was poisoned, let alone be able to heal

truly surprised

her. There were very few women who were as intelligent, beautiful,

so-called noble ladies of the prestigious families in Onistead were not as interesting

were all rigid and

mask specifically instructed Mr. King, walking out of the room with his hands behind his

don’t do anything to hurt her. I’ve changed my mind

this command, the old man seemed

my only goal is the Thirteen Needles… until

“Mm.”

footsteps grew

wide brim hat that covered most of his face. Cheyenne squinted her eyes, trying to adapt to the blinding light, and focused on the old man standing

felt like she had seen him somewhere

her mind. Cheyenne had a sudden realization, and her lips parted with

“Granduncle, it’s really you!”

had figured out his identity. He didn’t deny it and slowly removed his hat, revealing a familiar face with white hair.

Edwards family, even if Granduncle had once betrayed Grandfather, he should

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