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!"

her goblet on the table. The

Hypnosis?

a fist. He had a question

the competition, with other contestants busy studying medicine.

buyer. From boring northern black soil

Only those with VIP membership could enter for trading. However, VIP membership for the Cloud Auction was not easily obtained; at the very least, it had to be a first-class

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 5 was from 10 billion to 50 billion, Level 6 was from 50 billion to 100 billion, and those above 100 billion

ten esteemed guests. Behind them lay mystery and power, making people curious. When she took out her VIP card, surrounding

the card, it was just Level 1. However, when she swiped the card at the door

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

in," he

ignored him, raised her legs

made it into the

auction house in the country, with a large, brightly

could

to enter the venue

Cheyenne and the others entered

you the consignor or

hat, and her sweet and gentle voice

beautiful waitress was stunned for a second.

in her seven-centimeter high-heeled shoes, and with a graceful figure, she walked

wait here, esteemed guest. I'll go in

was the chief appraiser of the Cloud

and calligraphy and painting all had to pass through his eyes to be sold at