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.

flipped open the records and checked the time.

and asked Cheyenne, ‘Young missy, are

bring it downstairs? It

delighted. Little did he know that the woman calmly placed the book on the table

‘Huh?’

across Europe, undergoing a significant fusion and adaptation. Cheyenne’s copy of ‘Grimm’s Fairy Tales’ maintains the traditional style of

flipped through and asked,

she replied, ‘It’s

does the second paragraph on page ninety-three

the prince’s father urging him to marry someone else, but the

seemed to freeze for about half a minute. Even Sam didn’t expect Cheyenne to have a photographic memory. She had been sitting right

just one hour. The owner felt a surge of self-doubt. He had been

‘You’re truly remarkable. Consider this book

to get a freebie for her skills; it seemed a bit too easy. She thanked him and took the book, putting Sam’s ‘Microeconomics’ together with

on the contents of this book as

owner said, ‘No need, consider it a

him to hold and picked up a black signature pen from the pen holder, signing her name on the

asked, ‘Master Sam, do you need me to sign

and his smile involuntarily widened.

who could shock the literary world with calligraphy wouldn’t

places where it should be straight. Sam just noticed

finishing signing, she pushed the form in front of the owner, unfolding her delicate hands and saying with

happily handed over the money, watching the two leave with