She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 620: The Cloud Auction

Benson took the glass of wine handed to him and downed it in one go. The gesture prompted the two to glance at each other.

Gracie absentmindedly played with her goblet, interestedly examining the blood-red liquid within.

She slowly spoke, "Young man, this wine packs quite a punch. Drinking it like this can easily lead to intoxication."

"Not your concern."

"Tsk tsk, is this how you talk to your elders?"

Gracie raised the goblet with a faint smile, her red lips pursed as she took a sip. She closed her eyes, savoring the slightly bitter and astringent taste spreading across her tongue. Miraculously, after swallowing, she experienced an unprecedented hint of sweetness. This was the charm of wine - bitter first, then sweet. Tasting wine was not just about savoring the drink; it was about savoring life, and even more so, the journey of life.

After both had calmed down, Sam finally mentioned the purpose of calling them out - the map.

"It's been almost two months. Haven't you found the map?" He asked in a cold tone.

Benson, looking troubled, shook his head and replied in a chilly voice, "It's not that I haven't looked, but Cheyenne has been suffering from memory loss and hardly remembers anything."

Gracie and Sam exchanged glances. Sam tapped the table rhythmically with a slender finger.

"Is there a way to stimulate her memory recovery quickly?"

"There is."

The exquisite woman affirmed, "That would be-hypnosis!"

Gracie suddenly placed her goblet on the table. The bottom

Hypnosis?

question at the tip of his tongue, but

medicine. Cheyenne, however,

auction in the country. Anything you brought could be sold as long as there was a buyer. From boring northern black soil to

materials, and some world-renowned jewelry. Only those with VIP membership could enter for trading.

Level 1, 1 billion for Level 2, from 2 billion to 5 billion for Level 3, and from 5 billion to 10 billion for Level 4. Level

membership had expanded to over forty thousand people nationwide, with no more than ten esteemed guests. Behind them lay mystery and power, making people curious. When she took out her VIP card, surrounding passersby, including Yvonne and Connor,

swiped the card at the door

security guards, who initially looked down on them, as they were dressed in the most ordinary clothes, forced a

come in," he

legs coldly and headed towards the

made it into the Cloud

reputation as the largest auction

could see were

to enter

Cheyenne and the others entered the venue, a beautiful

or

hat, and her sweet and gentle

for a second. Did she just mention

seven-centimeter high-heeled shoes, and with a

wait here, esteemed guest. I'll go in

chief appraiser of the Cloud

painting all had to pass through his eyes