She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 673: Cheyenne, Let Me Tell You a Story

Upon hearing the voice, Cheyenne immediately turned around to look.

She saw Benson gracefully stand up from the piano, his deep gaze fixed on her.

His eyes were filled with deep affection, resembling a deep blue sea at night, ready to engulf her.

Before, she only felt Benson's eyes were empty, although they were also filled with a watery shimmer, but she couldn't completely understand what he was thinking.

Now his eyes had regained their former brilliance, and when they looked at Cheyenne, she felt herself being deeply entranced.

He was still so gentle, gentle like flowers blooming in the spring breeze.

But Cheyenne couldn't believe it. The person she considered her dearest friend, Benson, turned out to be a bad person!

He helped those people deceive her into the dead forest by using her grandfather's safety as a bait. She didn't want to know what his intentions were.

Cheyenne's heart was filled with complexity, and whenever she looked at him again, she couldn't help but feel a pang of pain.

"Why did you deceive me?"

After thinking for a long time, she finally asked.

Upon hearing the girl's cold voice, a relieved smile appeared on Benson's handsome and fair face. He sighed and said, "Cheyenne, do you know? I'm not afraid of you hating me, I'm only afraid of you ignoring me."

"Before you came, I had thought about it a lot. I thought you might never come back, and perhaps we would become strangers for the rest of our lives."

"Every time I thought about this, I hated myself. I'm sorry for deceiving you. In fact, I am a killer trained by the Lucas family."

Mr. Edwards' whereabouts, but I also deceived you about Kelvin's

that Benson had buried deep in his heart for a

despite his seemingly carefree and indifferent demeanor, he had a strong sense of jealousy. He envied Kelvin for

his freedom and

Iker too, as Iker had the excuse of being sick to stay by

him, his presence seemed like a fleeting breeze,

bit her red lip, her gaze still cold and distant. However, beneath this coldness, within the fiery halo of her

faint and feeble wind; his presence was actually like an

could have a bright future. Why did you choose

know much about the organization, along the way, Cheyenne saw various

"specimens" locked in cages along the corridors were actually

were elderly people with silver hair, and even pregnant women with

being locked up like commodities, waiting for

are all devils, demons

her eyes and softly spoke, her red lips parting, expressing her disgust towards

could Benson not know what the Lucas family was like? But

smile of helplessness, pleadingly looking at her with his eyes, his lips forming a subtle curve. He

please give me some time. Will you listen to a story from

brows, her bright

to leave

ease my own heart. Because no one has ever listened to

"Cheyenne, I'm begging you."

legs taking elegant steps as she sat on the sofa. She didn't

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greatest advantage, but also a fatal flaw because enemies

happy smile appearing on his face as he walked towards

cold floor, he stood in front of the

he asked, "What

"Plain water."