She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 471: Preparing for the Sacrifice

The next day, as the faint light of dawn illuminated the sky, Cheyenne’s door was forcefully kicked open from the outside. Startled from her sleep, she groggily sat up, her calm gaze meeting the two masked men dressed in black robes.

Suddenly, a white cloth was thrown at her, landing on Cheyenne’s face, accompanied by a chilling voice resounding throughout the room. “Change your clothes and come out immediately.”

After uttering these words, the two men left the room, leaving Cheyenne behind. She blinked for a moment, then extended a finger to pick up the white garment, scoffing with disdain.

Outside, the sky did not grow brighter with the passing of time. It remained enveloped in a haze, as black clouds slowly gathered together, forming a blanket that seemed to press down upon the sea. In this gloom, Cheyenne became the sole spot of purity within this realm, captivating all who beheld her.

Wearing an ordinary white dress, she exuded a graceful aura. Her elegant swan-like neck and delicate collarbones formed a soft and alluring curve. She walked gracefully, every move exuding natural elegance that pleased the eyes.

But alas, this lovely maiden was to be thrown into the sea today to become shark food… Adrian stood beside the men in black robes, his eyes fixated upon her.

The man with the mask adorned with blue fangs openly expressed his admiration for Cheyenne. With well-defined joints, his large hand clapped as he uttered in a deep voice, “Miss Lawrence, the Lord of the Sea will surely be pleased as you’re such a beautiful sacrifice. Bring her aboard the ship!”

Sacrifice? What were they planning to do?

As Cheyenne pondered a way to escape in her mind, she wondered what Kelvin and Gordon were doing at this moment.

Lost in thought, she was interrupted by the approach of the man’s subordinates who attempted to restrain her shoulders. But before their hands could touch Cheyenne, she swiftly rebuked them with a stern tone, “Don’t touch me. I can walk on my own!”

The two men exchanged a glance, their steps faltering as they stood frozen in place. They simply watched as the figure in white walked past, head her held high, displaying neither arrogance nor subservience. The sea mirrored the color of the sky, a dark ink hue that emphasized the vastness and depth of the ocean. The black water surged, billowing white foam as it repeatedly crashed against the shore. A white two- story passenger ship rested by the shore..

a gust of wind swept by, her white dress fluttered and rustled in mid-air.

surface of the sea. It flew with incredible speed, emitting a clear and melodious cry. Cheyenne raised her fair and delicate chin, calmly watching as the

and eyes. Her dense,

across the sea surface was cold, howling as it assaulted her. Cheyenne’s entire body was soaked by the raindrops, shivering from

last chance. His magnetic voice reached her ears once more. “I don’t

How could I stoop to the level of animals? Come and

the man were not happy. One of them raised his whip,

insult Master Charlie?

“Stop!”

anger from the man, he stopped his

fell empty, hitting the deck with a loud thud, leaving a deep mark on the wooden surface and

stepped back, not understanding

Master Charlie, whispering, “Master Charlie, are you interested in my

a second, Master Charlie responded coolly, “Adrian, you’re overthinking things. I know exactly what

“Good.”

feared that Master Charlie would be

addressed Cheyenne, “Grandniece, a typhoon is about to come. You

of houses being blown away, even towering

mention this small sightseeing

winds and torrential rain come, this patched-up

sink into the sea, torn apart by