She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 629: I Don't Believe You

Together, they pulled back the huge curtain, and a black helicopter appeared before them.

Spider's face lit up with a joyful smile as she lightly laughed, "Finally, we can leave."

However, as she reached out with a delicate hand to open the helicopter door, a silver needle pressed against her neck.

The sensation of death loomed, and Spider immediately froze in fear.

Turning back with a hint of surprise, she met a pair of eyes as cold as ice. Her voice trembling, she said, "Madam, what are you doing?"

Cheyenne, with a faint smile in her bright eyes and a curve on her red lips, approached with the silver needle.

She yanked off the wig from Spider's head and threw it to the ground.

Her voice cut through the air like a little demon, "I don't believe you. You were deliberately waiting for me at the hotel entrance, weren't you? Tell me, what's your purpose?" Spider felt helpless and forced a wry smile as she hastened to explain, "I'm a good person, Madam. You can choose to believe me."

"Oh really? Why should I believe you? I bet you and those people are in cahoots, deliberately staging a show for me."

Her suspicion nearly made Spider nauseous. With her status and appearance, how could she possibly be associated with those ugly people?

"Madam, I really am not. If I lied to you, you can shave my head, how about that?"

"Then why did you disguise yourself?"

Spider's face showed a troubled expression, and she hesitated to answer immediately, looking quite guilty, which made Cheyenne sneer. She then questioned her further, "Can't answer, can you? Then the next question-why do you call me Madam? Do you know me?"

As she hesitated with this question, Cheyenne's silver needle had already left a smear of fresh blood on her neck.

Sensing the real danger of death, Spider could only confess, "Madam, I'm sorry, I deceived you."

"But you can really trust me; I am definitely a good person. In fact, I was sent by Mr. Foley to protect you."

"Who is Mr. Foley?"

own memory but found no recollection of "Mr. Foley." Her earnest confusion surprised Spider, who took several breaths

suddenly thought of

her slightly bulging abdomen. Could the child in her belly... be

her pale face. It was still somewhat shocking for

trembled and concealed the light in her

in her eyes,

how could she not even remember

recounted the events that

it, a dark cloud formed in Cheyenne's heart, almost making it hard for her

was the father of

the fire to

the other hand, was the female spy he hired at great expense to protect her

had been silently following her from Akloit to Onistead for

silver needle, sighing

she was being secretly monitored. Could her intuition really have deteriorated after becoming pregnant? "Madam, you must believe me. Everything I'm saying is true. But now I

The fire...

mentioned these two words, many fragmented images faintly

always heard a

every time she couldn't make out what he was saying, she could only watch his solitary figure surrounded by flames, gradually revealing his face.

heard it. The

dull pain struck her heart, and Cheyenne's eyes couldn't help but turn sour. He must have entrusted her with his last words with a determination

Kelvin.

She clenched her red lips and glanced at her

going to

"Yes, Madam."

"Just call me Cheyenne."

driver's seat, while Cheyenne sat in the passenger seat. Spider reminded her carefully, "Madam,

"Mm."

Central Square.

this side

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