She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 622: Bianca

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"Alright, three seconds are up. You've seen enough, I'm taking it back." Freddie actually hadn't seen enough yet. He wanted to know how the transitions were handled, but Cheyenne took it back before he could see clearly. It left him feeling somewhat anxious.

Reluctantly, Freddie mustered up the courage and leaned towards Cheyenne, begging, "Cheyenne, please sell me this jade pendant. Consider it a favor for me."

"You know, that jade figurine was gone because you didn't sell it to me. Such a pity."

Cheyenne avoided his attempt to pull her closer. She turned her body and tucked the jade pendant into her embrace, as if afraid of being robbed. She pouted her rosy lips. "No, old man, why don't you just carve one yourself? I spent two days on this pendant," she replied. "I won't sell it."

"What about 300 million?" Freddie immediately offered a price of 300 million. If it were an ordinary person, they would have succumbed to the temptation and agreed.

However, Cheyenne's willpower was unusually strong. She looked at him with her dark and bright eyes and shook her head.

"No, I won't sell it."

Deep down, she felt that the jade pendant was somehow important to her. Though she couldn't put it into words exactly how or why.

"Hey, you mischievous girl. Why do you flaunt something you won't sell in front of me? You know I cherish treasures like my life. It'll make me uncomfortable for days to come."

he couldn't buy something, he felt uneasy for a whole week. This time, he estimated it would take at least half a month to recover from the

to look at the jade pendant in her hands. In her eyes, a green dot appeared and began spinning, slowly blossoming into a

accompanied by the three members of Wind Hall, miraculously secured front-row seats thanks to the care of Master Freddie. As soon as she sat down, she

well-fitted black suit and held a cane, emanating a domineering aura. Under the dim lights, his frost-white

with a beautiful appearance. She looked to be around forty-six or forty-seven, with a slightly plump figure and fair skin. Wearing a low-cut crimson evening gown, she adorned a black pearl necklace that exuded an extraordinary

observing the woman, the woman noticed her as well. She glanced hurriedly, without any expression. However, when she saw Yvonne, a calm smile appeared

her words,

time no see. I didn't expect to see

woman glanced at Yvonne's attire, she couldn't

don't know how you managed to get in. I heard

age, find a man with a retirement savings and settle down for the second half of your life. Otherwise, when you

red, and she clenched her fists without answering. On the other hand, Connor was visibly angry and gave her a fierce glare,

you who can't hold

an annoyed gaze at his wife. He warned her, "As the First Lady, you shouldn't

taken

the chubby woman with hint of disdain, In

a touch of elegance, like a member of high society. However, as

this the image of a "dignified, virtuous gentle and

now the president's wife. Standing at the top of the pyramid

of shock and anger. Coldly, she

as the chief diplomatic translator, she was always by Abel's side. They traveled together domestically and internationally, and their relationship seemed deeper than that of a boss and a subordinate. Bianca even suspected

day, when she returned from her parents' home, she happened to witness them embracing each other. Enraged Bianca acted impulsively and slapped Yvonne

However, Abel explain what

only been helping her because