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?"

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

She suddenly thought of

abdomen. Could

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

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

in her eyes, Spider could basically confirm

could she not

recounted the events that had

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

that man named "Kelvin" was the father of

the fire to protect

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

been silently following her from Akloit to

needle,

Could her intuition really have deteriorated after 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

The fire...

she mentioned these two words, many fragmented images faintly appeared in Cheyenne's

nights, she had always heard a man

could only watch his solitary

heard it. The man said, "Cheyenne,

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

Kelvin.

thought of it, her emotions plummeted. She clenched her red

going to

"Yes, Madam."

"Just call me Cheyenne."

scrambled and took the driver's seat, while Cheyenne sat in the passenger seat. Spider reminded her carefully, "Madam, fasten your

"Mm."

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