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

chaotic deep blue sea, slowly being submerged

death was

die, a blurry familiar figure, a man, swam towards her. She couldn't

to

Blood.

deep blue

water became dirty and black. She remembered the man pushing her

switched to a gloomy dungeon, and she could smell

devoured by the fish was alive, holding her hand,

leading her towards a romantic end of the world. The romance on the verge of death

her heart like the morning bell, making her entire soul

his body shattered into

on

her feet... came back to

door sounded from outside, but Cheyenne was too engrossed to hear

for

the door open himself. He was wearing a white

velme

sweater, paired with Ang

fleece pants, and had

brown hair, exuding an elegance akin to a

exactly light, but Cheyenne remained motionless standing in front of the

"Cheyenne."

noticed her bare feet on the floor,

closed the window, preventing the rain from

willful as before. You need to

of the bed, as

no cold, and the child

Benson was about to turn and go to the wardrobe to find her socks, Cheyenne suddenly grabbed his arm, her eyes coldly staring at him. "Cheyenne,

my grandfather really go

head, her face showing a skeptical expression while her long eyelashes covered the loss and worry in

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