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...

closer. "Girl, since you need money, why don't you just give me your jade lotus figurine?" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in

"How about 100 million?"

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

interrupted her and continued to shout a

"It's not like that..."

I swear, throughout Onistead, you won't find anyone who appreciates it more than I do." Cheyenne knew all of

destroyed, and the figurine that I had no intention to sell is probably gone." "What!" Upon hearing this, Freddie's face immediately showed a pained expression, and his lamenting voice echoed

you had sold it to me three years ago. Now

and to make him stop, she

large tubular objects they had been carrying on their shoulders in

unfolded, and the paintings inside

With delicate and fresh

spirit of plum, the charm of

He took out a

He reached a conclusion.

"These four paintings have

threshold of

artwork

thousand. Cheyenne, do you want to entrust

and handed over the four paintings to him. "Yes. However,

lazy. Why are you suddenly

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