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...

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"How about 100 million?"

shook her head, her lips slightly

could finish saying "no," Freddie interrupted her and continued to shout a higher price. "Five hundred

"It's not like that..."

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, but she regretfully revealed the truth

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

my God, what a waste! If only you had sold it to me three years ago. Now it's all burned

to make him stop, she snapped

objects they had been carrying on their shoulders in front

the paintings inside gradually entered Freddie's

With delicate and fresh

the faint ink colors, the strong spirit of plum, the charm of bamboo, the integrity

He took out a magnifying glass from his pocket and carefully examined

He reached a conclusion.

"These four paintings have

threshold of a

of artwork and have

price of five hundred thousand. Cheyenne, do you want

the four paintings to him. "Yes. However, wait a moment, I still have two

lazy. Why are you suddenly so

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