She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 621

Chapter 621: Freddie

Cheyenne reached out and pinched Jay's face, rubbing it a couple of times, and said sinisterly, "This kind of baby face is the most delicious."

Jay cried out in pain, his eyes filled with fear and dread. 'Eat? Does this old man really eat children?'

Jay's gaze accidentally fell on Freddie's withered hands, thin and bony, full of wrinkles.

Cheyenne interrupted him, and rescued Jay from his clutches. "Alright, old man, I came to see you today for a serious matter. Let's find a place to talk," she said. "Fine," he curiously asked, "By the way, is there anything I can help you with?"

"I need money," she replied.

Her answer immediately drew laughter from Freddie.

He then put his hands on his hips and said, "Are you kidding, girl? You actually need money!"

Cheyenne calmly looked at him with her bright eyes, nodded seriously, and gently opened her red lips, her voice calm and steady.

"I really need money."

Freddie eased his heartbeat and breathing, furrowing his eyebrows. He seemed to think of something, and his skeptical expression instantly turned into anticipation.

Both of his eyes sparkled, full of anticipation, and Cheyenne felt slightly uncomfortable under his gaze. She turned aside her head, snorted with irritation. "Old man, if you have something to say, say it directly. Stop staring at people like that."

How creepy...

a step closer. "Girl, since you need money, why don't you just give me your jade lotus

"How about 100 million?"

her head, her lips slightly parted, revealing a set of white

could finish saying "no," Freddie interrupted her and continued to shout a higher

"It's not like that..."

I really want your lotus flower figurine. I swear, throughout Onistead, you won't find anyone who appreciates it more than I do." Cheyenne knew all of this,

where I live. The house was completely destroyed, and the figurine that I had no intention to sell is probably

If only you had sold it to me three

hearing this, and to make him stop, she

several large tubular objects they had been

unfolded, and the paintings inside gradually entered Freddie's

With delicate and fresh

ink colors, the strong spirit of plum, the charm of bamboo, the integrity of chrysanthemum, and the elegance of orchids were

He took out a magnifying glass from his pocket and carefully

He reached a conclusion.

"These four paintings have

the threshold of

artwork and have

five hundred thousand. Cheyenne, do you want to entrust them

him. "Yes. However, wait a moment, I still have two

Why are

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