She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 610: I'm Sorry, Cheyenne, I Lied to You

Master Glenn gently sighed, continuing his previous actions. His deep voice whispered seductively in her ear, "Since you don't know, why not leave it all to me?"

Outside, the sound of music, conversations, and high heels tapping on the floor intertwined and grew restless, making one's heart race.

Separated by a floor and a door, the muffled voices in the room tickled like a small kitten.

"Master Glenn, be gentle."

"Is this gentle enough?"

"Ah! Mmm..."

"You're so delicate."

The man, who had appeared weak just moments ago, finally revealed his true colors. However... Kate was too late to refuse.

At this moment, she was already a prey in his mouth.

Onistead, TOP Business Hotel.

A woman stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing a black oversized dress with a round collar. The lower end of the dress revealed a white pleated skirt, followed by slender ankles. The cold white color, the slender ankles, and the faint blue veins on the instep.

A gust of cold wind blew in through the window, sprinkling a few drops of rain on her hair.

The colored chiffon skirt and black fabric intertwined, making her figure appear slender and giving her an elegant vibe.

The rain in late autumn was pouring down since last night.

Cheyenne woke up a little after seven in the morning, and she hasn't worn any pajamas since then.

She casually put on a dress, walked barefoot to the window, and the fair fingers pulled open the curtains, watching the relentless raindrops outside.

She fell into a moment of contemplation.

had

slowly being submerged by the water, with sharks lurking around, ready to

scythe of death was

a man, swam towards

forcefully dragged her towards the shore, and when they were about to reach the finish line, he was suddenly swallowed by

Blood.

blue

black. She remembered the man pushing

gloomy dungeon, and she could smell the scent of blood, a

supposed to be devoured by the fish was alive, holding her hand, stepping on a staircase covered in

of the world. The romance on the verge of death left a deep impression on

love you." These words echoed in her heart like

the words fell, his body shattered into countless pieces,

one standing on the staircase piled with bones, and this staircase was

bones beneath her feet... came back to

sounded from outside, but

waiting for

door open himself. He was

velme

sweater, paired with Ang

fleece pants, and had

hair, exuding an elegance

but Cheyenne remained

"Cheyenne."

the floor, then set

suddenly closed the window, preventing the rain from drifting

willful as before. You need to

of the bed, as if

no cold, and the child was very well-behaved,

about to turn and go to the wardrobe to find her socks, Cheyenne suddenly grabbed his arm,

did my grandfather really go

face showing a skeptical expression while her long eyelashes covered the loss and