She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 728: You're Going to Kill Her

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Two mysterious individuals approached the entrance, taking advantage of a brief moment when the security guard was changing shifts, and slipped inside.

As soon as Yvonne entered, she spotted a young man in a navy blue bathrobe sitting by Cheyenne's bedside. His large hand was shamelessly caressing her face, while he mumbled something incomprehensible.

The back view was strangely familiar. Even a mere glimpse of his back was so alluring.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

As soon as Yvonne laid eyes on the pale-faced girl lying on the bed, her heart couldn't help but leap in her chest. She hurriedly ran over.

"Cheyenne, Cheyenne, wake up!"

As she spoke, she forcefully pushed the man's body to the side, a stark contrast to her usual gentle demeanor.

Caught off guard, he was pushed to the side, his shoulder making a dull thud against the nearby cabinet, emitting a faint noise.

"Master Darren, are you alright?"

Two maids who were on standby rushed over, their expressions pale, and asked cautiously.

Supporting himself with his arms, Benson stood up. He realized that this was Cheyenne's elder. As a result, his own attitude towards her became much more respectful, despite her disrespect towards him earlier.

It was only now that Yvonne finally recognized the young man in front of her, whom she had seen before.

Wasn't he Cheyenne's good friend?

How did he become Master Darren of the Miller family?

surprised, but being a man, he quickly calmed

well... you

each other for quite some time, having met at least ten times in the past three

for his presence. If it weren't for him, perhaps Cheyenne would

man whom Eddie silently admired turned out to be

identity as a noble from

sense the self-mockery in his words, but he had deceived everyone, and he felt guilty

he gently opened his lips and

expression on his face, his gaze as icy as a frozen pond. "Master Darren of the prestigious Miller family, deigning to apologize to a commoner like me? It truly surprises me." "I have no interest in your identity. I just want to know

the spot where

be peacefully asleep, her sleeping face

her eyes, and

why wouldn't

were currently

on the back of the girl's head and the other on her slender waist, exerting force as he lifted her

he was

a serious and warning glance. "No, this won't do. You can't take her away. You'll

brief examination of Cheyenne, finding her and the child in good condition.

to deceive me? Cheyenne's

her. It's been three days since she fell

Why do you

leave her here?"

Cheyenne was wearing; it seemed to be the dress for

it seemed like Benson

that something was amiss outside, so they defied the household staff and barged in today. Benson instinctively tightened his fists, with a determined yet

supposed to be

like that woman,

prospective bride to Cheyenne

father had already