She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 482: Burning of the Island

“Run!” Kelvin shouted, grabbing her slender wrist and running towards the cave… but it was too late.

Dozens of black-robed judges and strangely dressed international pirates descended from the ship, each holding various weapons. As they ran, bullets rained down on them from behind or to the side, forcing innocent fish and shrimp out of the water as their bodies were pierced by bullets and blood splattered everywhere.

Cheyenne was wearing a long chiffon dress that made it difficult for her to run; she almost tripped several times on her hem. In his desperation, Kelvin suddenly crouched down, pressing one hand against her knee while using his other hand to tear off the lower half of her skirt.

Snap! The sound of fabric tearing rang in Cheyenne’s ears as she looked down in shock at the brightly colored red chiffon floating away like a flag in the wind. Her legs below her knees suddenly felt cold as he long dress turned into a mid-length dress.

But now she had no time to admire it because bullets were flying past them again and again. Master Charlie stood on this deserted island’s beach with an excited look in his eyes peering out from beneath his mask – he looked like a hunter watching prey struggle helplessly in its trap.

One henchman walked up with more than twenty people standing two abreast with an imposing presence.

“Master Charlie, our men are ready.”

The tall man with green with a green mask smiled wickedly before raising his hand and commanding, “Set fire!”

that they could

its dense vegetation which earned it its nickname “the Eye of the Ocean.” There were tens of thousands of lives here including many rare species

meters tall, causing birds

it was relatively secluded there. Besides, they had stored dried fish meat, which was enough for them to consume for three days. But he never expected their enemies would go so far

safe, and Kelvin looked

his mind. He frantically grabbed a bed sheet from his suitcase and wrapped it around Cheyenne’s body while instructing the tiger to follow them. “Cheyenne, listen to me. We only have one option now. We need to escape to the top of the mountain! I found a damaged lifeboat

when she heard about the lifeboat. Her eyes widened with anger

If you knew there was a way out

voice, “There’s no time for arguement

gasoline mixed with smoke from

dangerous fumes

handed Cheyenne a damp cloth which she used as protection against inhaling these harmful gases while they made their way through the burning forest together. Occasionally, falling branches

on, Dumb Cat; keep

as they ran through this

within this forest where humidity and toxicity levels were the

body. He got badly injured just because he was trying

powerful hand held onto her hand. As he met