She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 468: Waiting to Feed the Sharks

From the moment he took off his hat, Cheyenne knew his intention was to obtain the Thirteen Needles.

How could she, a person with no conscience or morals, possibly hand over this set of needle techniques to him?

The power of the Thirteen Needles was immense, and if it fell into the hands of someone with ill intentions, it would undoubtedly lead to endless trouble.

This was also the reason why the Edwards family had to choose a patriarch to learn the final stage of this needle technique.

Cheyenne sneered and pretended to be confused, saying, “Granduncle, I don’t understand what you’re talking about. I don’t have the Thirteen Needles on me. If you don’t believe me, you can have someone search me!”

She was still wearing the same dress as before, without even a bag, let alone a book. She couldn’t hide a cellphone, not to mention a whole book.

Adrian glared at her pale but still smiling face with a sinister look in his eyes and threatened her coldly:

“Of course, I know you don’t have the book on you, but you have learned it. It’s in your mind. Write it down!”

Cheyenne couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “Write it down? Are you kidding me?”

“I’ve forgotten it! Granduncle, think about it. I’ve gone through so many terrible things recently, encountered significant scares, and my mind has been traumatized… Science has proven that memory can be impaired in such situations.”

Did she look like she had been scared, with her lively and agile tongue? Even though Adrian knew she was talking nonsense, he was still powerless against her. “Grandniece, don’t think you can fool me so easily. If you don’t write it, I might actually make you feed the sharks!” he said with an eerily sinister voice.

Cheyenne patted her chest in a “relieved” manner and blinked her watery eyes innocently, “Granduncle, if you keep scaring me like this, I might forget even more.” After she finished speaking, an extremely awkward rumbling sound came from her stomach.

brain, I won’t have the mood to think about needle techniques.” “Just wait to feed the

He angrily left.

grandniece, after all. We are related. At least let

by the gang had spread, and everyone assumed she

happiest people among them were Malaya,

the high-end nutrients brought by his daughter on the table, he couldn’t

was also dead… The secret back then would

man would never

felt relieved and tiredly stood up, saying, “You chat. I’m going to rest

and take it over,

his lonely figure walking

wrong with

ended the conversation,

angrily exclaimed, “What else could it be? Can’t you see that your father still cares about Cheyenne? When he heard we were

giving birth to a son and a daughter. But in the end,

father, noticing how he had become colder towards her since Cheyenne

Was he regretting his decision to

for him to regret since Cheyenne

abruptly brought back to reality by her ringing phone.

finger to her mother,

is there something you

the phone came Teagan’s angry voice. Even from a distance, Malaya

Hurry up and apologize,