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!"

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

Hypnosis?

hand, hidden beneath the table, clenched into a fist. He had a question at the tip

other contestants busy studying medicine. Cheyenne, however, accompanied by Yvonne,

as long as there was a buyer. From boring northern black soil to the air, even worn socks... Even a single strand of hair could be given a price

membership could enter for trading. However, VIP membership for the

billion for Level 3, and from 5 billion to

Behind them lay mystery and power, making people curious. When she took out her VIP card, surrounding passersby, including Yvonne and Connor, were stunned. Was their

fragmented and vague memories, when they gave her the card, it was just Level 1. However, when she swiped the card at the door earlier, she found that the number on it

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

in,"

ignored him, raised her legs coldly and

they finally made it into the Cloud

auction house in the country,

one could see

starting to enter the venue

the others entered the venue, a beautiful

consignor or the bidder?" the

her hand to lower her wide-brimmed hat, and her sweet and gentle voice came. "I'm looking for

was stunned for a second. Did she just mention

her seven-centimeter high-heeled

guest. I'll go in

chief appraiser of the Cloud

antiques and calligraphy and painting all had to pass through his eyes to

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