She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 351: Photographic Memory

Cheyenne also saw the definition in the book, and her face started to heat up. She suddenly lowered her head to look at her fairy tale book.

This kind of book suits her better. Not too demanding!

An hour quickly passed. It was now ten o’clock, and the bookstore had attracted many people buying and reading books. Somehow, Cheyenne brought ‘Grimm’s Fairy Tales’ downstairs.

The owner, observing the two figures coming down together, felt the two a perfect match! The man looked elegant, and Cheyenne, beside him, exuded charm and a touch of girlishness. Both holding a book, they resembled a couple who was each other’s first love.

Indeed, eye-catching couples are a feast for the eyes.

As they strolled, Cheyenne, with a lifted red lip, recited a poem from the book. Her pure accent made people around involuntarily turn their heads.

‘Henry, the car broke down. No, master, not the car, but the iron hoop on my heart.’

She was reciting a short poem from ‘The Frog Prince’.

To match her, Sam indulgently smiled at her and replied, ‘Oh, my heart, when you turn into a frog, bound in the well, it’s really, really painful!’

In these brief three to five seconds, it seemed like the audience had witnessed a play.

Sam was the prince trapped in the well, and Cheyenne was the mischievous princess who lost her little ball.

The scene was so beautiful that people hesitated to disturb it, fearing it was just a false scene from a movie.

glancing at the two, flipped open the records and checked the time. Exactly one hour, as if it

Cheyenne, ‘Young missy, are you really

why would she bring it downstairs? It seemed like

delighted. Little did he know that

‘Huh?’

ancient English version, well known for its expansion across Europe, undergoing a significant fusion and adaptation. Cheyenne’s copy of ‘Grimm’s Fairy Tales’ maintains the traditional style of early 19th-century England, complete with various dialects. Reading it thoroughly

and

she replied,

the second paragraph on page ninety-three

father urging him to marry someone else, but

Sam didn’t expect Cheyenne to have a photographic memory. She had been sitting right across from him, and he had observed her entire reading

in just one hour. The owner felt a surge of self-doubt. He had been with these books for fifty years

back to Cheyenne, the owner said, ‘You’re truly remarkable. Consider this

it seemed a bit too easy.

the contents of this book as well?’ she suggested to

owner said, ‘No need, consider

hold and picked up a black signature pen from the pen

she asked, ‘Master Sam, do you need me

gaze on Cheyenne’s profile, and his smile involuntarily widened. ‘Miss Lawrence, I’ll trouble you with

surprisingly beautiful, surprising him. Someone who could shock the literary world with calligraphy

dignified but very cute, deliberately curving in places where it should be straight. Sam just

in front of the owner, unfolding her delicate hands and saying with a clear

owner happily handed over the money, watching the two