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!"

table. The bottom of

Hypnosis?

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

the final stage of the competition, with other contestants busy studying medicine. Cheyenne, however, accompanied

was a buyer. From boring northern black soil to the air, even worn

creative solutions, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, medicinal materials, and some world-renowned jewelry. Only those with VIP membership could enter for trading. However, VIP membership for the Cloud Auction

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

nationwide, with no more than ten esteemed guests. Behind them lay mystery and power, making people curious. When she took out

swiped the card at the

guards, who initially looked down on them, as they were dressed in the

in," he

ignored him, raised her legs coldly and

made it into the

the largest auction house in the country, with a large, brightly

could see

were starting to enter the

the others entered the

you the consignor or

out her hand to lower her wide-brimmed hat, and her sweet and

waitress was stunned for a second. Did she just

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

wait here, esteemed guest. I'll go in

the chief appraiser

and painting all had to pass through

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