She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 538

Chapter 538: Mr. Lara Almost Strangles Elsa

For most people, when engaged couples meet, it's all sweet and pleasant, but for them, it has turned into enmity, with tensions running high!

Omari was always courteous and well-mannered to everyone, but when he came to her, he turned into a furious scolder.

"What are you doing here? Go back to your Onistead!" His tone was severe, showing no respect for the young lady.

Facing his unfriendly attitude, Elsa remained remarkably relaxed and confident. With a sweet smile on her face, she took out a document from her bag and presented it in front of Omari.

A pursuit order! It detailed Cheyenne's information, including her birth, family background, height, weight, and even where she attended elementary school. It also included a photo of Cheyenne, with a big red cross drawn on her face with a red pen.

In the gentlest voice, Elsa uttered the most sinister words. "See this? It was personally given to me by your old man. If you don't obediently come back to Onistead and marry me within three days, your beloved will be hunted down globally."

Omari suddenly understood, and he fiercely grabbed Elsa's delicate and fair neck. His grip tightened, causing her laughter to come to an abrupt halt and turn into a fit of coughing.

"Omari, do you dare... dare to kill me? Look behind you." The suffocation was unbearable, and as he exerted more and more force, Elsa's breathing became increasingly difficult.

As death approached, the confident young lady continued to smile, her words cold and mocking.

Soon, a commotion of footsteps sounded, and suddenly, Omari felt the air around him become heavy and oppressive, filled with a dense aura of killing intent.

Swoosh...

He tilted his head slightly and realized that he had been surrounded by a group of bodyguards in black suits, each with a tattoo on their faces, brandishing guns aimed at him. They were the exclusive bodyguards of the Weaver family.

There were about ten of them, all strong and powerful, holding guns and pointing them at him. If he indeed strangled the malicious woman Elsa, he would not be able to survive the storm of bullets.

This was the source of Elsa's confidence.

She continued to mock, shifting her gaze to Omari's hand. It was evident that he was genuinely angry; the veins on his bronzed skin were bulging, and his blood vessels seemed to be swelling.

"Why don't you continue exerting force? Do you have the guts to strangle me? As long as I'm not dead, you will always be my man, at my mercy. Haha!"

"Madwoman! You should really see a psychiatrist, you crazy woman!"

Omari had encountered plenty of pathological madness in his line of work, but Elsa's current state was no different from those crazed individuals.