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?"

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

suddenly thought

Could the child in

extra expression on her pale face. It was still somewhat shocking for her to hear that

others; her eyelashes trembled and concealed the light in her eyes, a shimmer gone in an instant. "What's

light in her eyes, Spider could basically confirm that Madam had

could she not even remember

events that had

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

man named "Kelvin" was the father of her

himself in the fire

female spy he hired at

to her own account, she had been silently following her from Akloit to Onistead for three or four

the silver needle, sighing

becoming pregnant? "Madam, you must believe me. Everything I'm saying is true. But now I suspect Mr. Foley hasn't died yet because the body in

The fire...

words, many fragmented images

dark nights, she had always heard a man speaking to her

couldn't make out what he was saying, she could only watch his solitary

it. The man said, "Cheyenne, keep

eyes couldn't help but turn sour. He must have

Kelvin.

She clenched her red lips and glanced

go, I'm going to be

"Yes, Madam."

"Just call me Cheyenne."

in the passenger seat.

"Mm."

Central Square.

competition on this side

from Jostrana, Mason had