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?”

female protagonist survived in the rainforest for fourteen days, relying on fasting and

Fourteen days!

also wanted to endure for fourteen

Dream on!

level of the needle technique before three o’clock tomorrow, she will be pushed into

some privacy, after

from the bed, walked barefoot to

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

by the way, the steak in

left haughtily with his hands

She never looked for food in the trash can! Her 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

the weather in Akloit began to cool down, and a

looked out the window. It was pitch black, with the

on the distant sea, shining like a star that had

felt like that white light was getting

twenty meters, then ten meters… Finally, a bright white light

face, one that should not be here, suddenly

indistinct, but his pair of bright eyes

were more brilliant than

“… Kelvin!”

wasn’t mistaken. It really was

thump, thump… The man smiled at her and gently tapped on the French

comforting her, saying, “Don’t be

he climb up? There was nothing outside

pulled up the covers and got up, stepping barefoot onto a chair 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

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

heart trembled, her nose inexplicably feeling a bit sour, and her eyes moistened

“Who said I was afraid? I’m fine on my

sound causing her to jump in fright. She quickly turned back, giving him an angry glare. “Do you

couldn’t hear what Cheyenne said, judging from

art. Even in such an

really was, an unstoppable

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