Chapter 470: Two Hearts

Lovers Bay, Bayshore Villa.

Cheyenne didn’t expect that they would bring her back to Abbie’s residence again, or more accurately, Kelvin’s territory. It wasn’t exactly Abbie’s house but rather Kelvin’s property.

They didn’t tie her up this time, but the doors and windows of the room were reinforced, and there was a pinhole camera inside, with two men guarding outside.

It was like being trapped behind an impenetrable fortress. She couldn’t escape, even if she turned into a fly.

It was time for dinner, and the one who brought her food turned out to be Adrian. He took off his oversized black robe and didn’t wear that creepy white featureless mask.

He was dressed in a regular suit, wearing black leather shoes, and his hair was impeccably combed as he walked into the room.

Along with him came the scent of food.

Cheyenne was genuinely hungry. She hadn’t eaten anything before attending the banquet last night, just to enjoy a good meal. But in the banquet, all she had was a glass of red wine and half a slice of cake before being kidnapped.

Today, she had been kidnapped, escaped, threatened, and it was quite exhausting.

From the moment he entered, Cheyenne’s gaze was glued to the steak he held in his hands. Adrian smiled kindly.

He placed the plate in front of Cheyenne and enticed her, “Grandniece, want to eat? It’s an authentic wagyu steak.”

“I do.”

“If you want it, then be a good girl and write out the final level of the Thirteen Needles. This steak will be yours. Not just the steak, I’ll get you whatever you want to eat.”

“After all, you’re the most exceptional young member of our Edwards family. Even I can’t bear to see you die like this.”

Nauseated by his hypocritical face, Cheyenne suddenly lost her appetite. She pursed her lips, withdrew her gaze.

She leaned back lazily in the chair, boredly picking at her fingernails, and casually replied, “Forget it, to save energy, I don’t want to use my brain to think about anything, let alone write.”

Adrian’s fingers holding the plate turned white, he blew his mustache and looked at her, suddenly speechless. “Didn’t you say you were hungry?”

the rainforest for fourteen days, relying on fasting and sleeping to conserve

Fourteen days!

mean she also wanted to endure for

Dream on!

still refuses to reveal the final level of the needle technique before three o’clock tomorrow, she will be

privacy, after

from the bed, walked barefoot to the bedside, pulled up the covers, closed

a few seconds, holding

to you too. Oh, by the way, the steak in the trash can isn’t sanitary, just a

left haughtily with his hands behind

but she decided to go to sleep. At this moment, Cheyenne began to miss her grandpa’s cotton candy, Benson’s delicious cooking,

back, she would definitely extort him for a good

in Akloit began to cool down, and a cold wind

sleep. She opened her eyes and looked out the window. It was pitch black, with the night and the sea merging

was a faint white light on the distant sea, shining like a star

tricks, but she felt like that white light was getting closer and

twenty meters, then ten

not

his face indistinct, but his pair of bright eyes imprinted themselves in

more brilliant than

“… Kelvin!”

It really was

and gently tapped on the French window three

he was comforting her, saying, “Don’t be afraid, I’m

was speechless. This was the second floor… how did he

the outside temperature was too low, causing a white mist to condense on the glass as he

and silently mouthed the words

feeling a bit sour, and her eyes moistened slightly. She wiped

fine on my own. What are

saw her turning to leave and urgently tapped on the glass, the sound causing her to jump in fright. She quickly turned back, giving him an angry glare. “Do you want

from her facial expressions, she was

tenderly, looking like a piece of art. Even

who she really

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