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.

If I get too hungry and don’t receive enough nutrition for my brain, I won’t have the mood to think about needle techniques.” “Just

He angrily left.

a mournful sound, “Granduncle! I’m your grandniece, after all. We are related. At least let me

kidnapped by the gang had spread, and everyone assumed she wouldn’t

them were

at the high-end nutrients brought by his daughter on

was dead, and her daughter Cheyenne was also dead… The

would never

and tiredly stood up, saying, “You

who were discussing how to kick Layne out of the Lawrence Villa and take

his lonely figure

what’s wrong

and ended the conversation,

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

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

become colder towards her since Cheyenne

his decision to kick out Cheyenne

late for him to

back to reality by her ringing phone. She glanced down and

a finger to her mother,

is there something you

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

wrong to offend Mr. Parry? Hurry up and apologize, or your father won’t spare you if there’s any