She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 470

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?”

watched a show where the female protagonist survived in the rainforest for fourteen days, relying on fasting and sleeping to conserve energy. She only drank water and ate a few fruits

Fourteen days!

also wanted

Dream on!

final level of the needle technique before three o’clock tomorrow, she will

me some privacy,

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

a few seconds, holding back a breath, and angrily threw the

grandniece, goodnight to you too. Oh, by the way, the steak in the trash can

haughtily with his hands behind

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

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

and a cold wind

sleep. She opened her eyes and looked out the window.

a faint white light on the distant sea, shining like a star that had fallen from the heavens onto the water’s

was her eyes playing tricks, but she felt like that white

twenty meters, then ten meters…

that should not be here,

indistinct, but his pair of bright eyes imprinted themselves

more brilliant than the

“… Kelvin!”

It

thump, thump… The man smiled at her and

was as if he was comforting her, saying, “Don’t be afraid,

This was the second floor… how did he climb up? There was nothing outside the

pane of transparent glass, the outside temperature was too low, causing a white mist to condense on

mouth and silently mouthed

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

hummed, 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 help,

to jump in fright. She quickly turned back, giving him an angry glare. “Do you want to get caught? Aren’t you

Cheyenne said, judging from her facial expressions,

looking like a piece of art. Even in such an environment, Cheyenne

was who she really was, an

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