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.

something more important that I want to ask her,” said the white-haired old man, hurriedly walking

man.

his mask, the man furrowed his brows and Cheyenne could tell that he was not entirely pleased with the

a reason not to kill

what

old man standing in front of him

smirk, “Cheyenne cured Iker’s leg. She must know what the final level of the Thirteen Needles is. That’s why

Cheyenne healed Iker’s leg!

How was that possible?

was not only necrotic but also affected by

was poisoned, let

had truly

were very few women who were as intelligent, beautiful, talented,

noble ladies of the prestigious families

their ladylike appearances, they were

in the mask specifically instructed Mr. King, walking out of

do anything to hurt her. I’ve changed my

the old man seemed

rest assured, my only goal is the Thirteen Needles… until

“Mm.”

left… His footsteps grew fainter and eventually disappeared without

a wide brim

she had seen him

a sudden realization, and her lips parted with a smile mingled with a hint of

“Granduncle, it’s really you!”

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

if Granduncle

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