She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 505: Iker’s Legs

She was here!

The woman charged from behind, her legs clamping around the man’s neck, and a backward somersault brought him down to the ground.

In a split second, she descended like an angel, her posture looking both cool and handsome. As the baseball cap fell off, her high ponytail swayed in the air, forming a perfect arc.

Both of them fell to the ground.

Boom!

Gunshots rang out, like thunder on a clear day.

The trajectory of the bullets suddenly changed, heading towards the crowd, causing everyone to duck.

Cheyenne kicked hard at Davon’s ankle, her gaze fixed on him, and demanded, “Where are my grandfather and Mr. Owen?”

Davon, after seeing who was pressing him, smirked fearlessly, his chest heaving rapidly. His laughter was tinged with a hint of sarcasm, “Your grandpa might as well be the ‘ingredient’ by now. You could go to the landfill to pick up the pieces and sew them back together for a complete body.”

“Shut up!” Enraged, she struck him across the face, knocking out two of his teeth.

Grabbing his collar, she questioned again, “Are you going to talk, or do I need to break your legs, and dig out your eyes?”

Davon’s lips twitched slightly. He was aware that others might not do so, but Cheyenne would do what she said.

He coughed before speaking, “I… I’ll tell. Your grandpa is… You can go to hell, Cheyenne! You’ll never find him, hahaha!”

Davon, pinned down by her, had hidden a knife. While she was focused on getting an answer, he suddenly retaliated, stabbing fiercely at Cheyenne.

“Watch out!”

Iker rushed forward and grabbed Cheyenne’s shoulder, pulling her back. At the same time, the blade pierced his arm, and soon… crimson blood flowed down his black sleeve onto the green grass, soaking into the earth.

he was relieved that she was

fastest, and with his two men, controlled

out

handcuffs. They didn’t believe

away, he glanced back at Cheyenne with a sinister look

hope I rot in there forever. Otherwise, you’ll end up dead at my hands sooner

have time to pay attention to him. Failing to learn the exact whereabouts

by an embrace from Tanner, the baby-faced lieutenant in a sharp military uniform, his eyes brimming with tears as

“You okay, Master Iker?”

touched my wound…” He pushed

I’m… I’m

for Iker protecting her just

now, Master Iker. I’m sorry for causing

It’s what I

Cheyenne suddenly

“Huh?”

Iker… had feelings for her? Being too beautiful could be

day, the media industry in Akloit stirred up another wave of

competed to report on what happened at the

now – “Hero

bulging on the back of his

ball and accurately thrown into

Damn the romance!

could she possibly like that dull man? So what if his legs were

expression, startling him for a

headline

the project he had been working on

that is… the island acquisition plan you need for next

with Cheyenne for twenty-five days for a hefty sum of thirteen billion, planning to build a private villa on it

softly

brows, complaining coldly, “Why didn’t you