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!"

she spoke, Gracie suddenly placed her goblet on the table. The

Hypnosis?

clenched into a fist. He had a question at the tip of his tongue,

final stage of the competition, with other contestants busy studying medicine. Cheyenne, however, accompanied by Yvonne, Jay, and Connor, headed to

long as there was a buyer. From boring northern

those with VIP membership could enter for trading. However, VIP membership

from 5 billion

esteemed guests. Behind them lay mystery

card at the

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

in,"

ignored him, raised her legs coldly and

they finally made it into the Cloud Auction

its reputation as the largest auction house in the country, with

one could see

starting to enter the venue

Cheyenne and the others entered the venue, a beautiful waitress

are you the consignor or

wide-brimmed hat, and

stunned for a second.

her seven-centimeter high-heeled shoes, and with

guest. I'll go in and inform

the chief appraiser of the Cloud

antiques and calligraphy and painting all had to pass