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 news

had buried deep in his heart for a long

demeanor, he had a strong sense of jealousy. He envied Kelvin for

also envied Omari for willingly giving up his

excuse of being sick to

breeze, passing by faintly and weakly, leaving

red lip, her gaze still cold and distant. However, beneath this coldness, within the fiery halo of her eyes, there was a deep disappointment, betraying her true emotions at

presence was actually like an invisible warmth to Cheyenne, occasionally

a bright future. Why did you

she hastily escaped from inside that day and still didn't know much about the

"specimens" locked in cages along the corridors

with silver hair, and even pregnant women with

them being locked up like commodities, waiting for whatever

devils, demons living

lips parting, expressing her

the Lucas family was like? But what difference

at her with his eyes, his lips forming a subtle curve. He softly

Will you listen to a story

to listen?" Cheyenne furrowed her brows, her

wanted to leave as soon

has ever listened to me talk about these things. After listening, whether you want to leave ophate

"Cheyenne, I'm begging you."

her slender legs taking elegant steps as she sat on the sofa. She didn't say a word, but she had already assumed the posture of a

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smile appearing on his face as

on the cold floor, he stood in front of

he asked, "What would you like

"Plain water."