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?”

in the rainforest for fourteen days, relying on fasting and sleeping to conserve energy. She only drank water and ate a few fruits during that

Fourteen days!

mean she also wanted to endure for fourteen

Dream on!

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

going to sleep. Granduncle, give me some privacy, after

this, Cheyenne got up from the bed, walked barefoot to

her with a gloomy look for a few seconds, holding back a breath, and angrily threw the steak into

way, the steak

his hands

stomach rumbled with anger but she decided to go to sleep. At this moment, Cheyenne began to miss her grandpa’s cotton candy, Benson’s delicious cooking, and Reece whose family business could ensure an endless supply of cured meat and sausages.

got back, she would definitely extort him for a good amount of delicious

to cool down, and a cold wind howled over the sea. The windows rattled with

was hungry and couldn’t sleep. She opened her eyes and looked out the window. It was pitch black, with the night and the sea merging

like a star that had fallen from

eyes playing tricks, but she felt like that white light

sea to twenty meters, then ten meters… Finally, a bright white

face, one that should not be

but his pair of bright

brilliant

“… Kelvin!”

mistaken. It

thump… The man smiled at her and

was comforting her, saying,

the second floor… how did he climb

and climbing onto the table, bending over to get closer to him. Separated by a pane of transparent glass, the outside temperature was too low, causing a white mist to condense on the glass as he spoke. His face became hazy, and Cheyenne couldn’t hear what

she opened her mouth and silently mouthed the words along with his lips. “Don’t…

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

pretending to be indifferent. “Who said I was afraid? I’m fine on my own. What are you doing here? Go away, I don’t need your

She quickly turned back,

said, judging from her

like a piece of art. Even in

she really

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