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 regret of missing out on

quietly, her captivating smile contrasting beautifully with her round eyes. She lowered her head to look at the

secured front-row seats thanks to the care of Master Freddie. As

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

around forty-six or forty-seven, with a slightly plump figure and fair skin. Wearing

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

of her words, however, made people

see. I didn't expect to

Yvonne's attire, she

get in. I heard you're so broke you even sold

own good, at this age, find a man with a retirement savings and settle down for the second half of your life. Otherwise, when you die without children, no one will hold a funeral

her words fell, Cheyenne noticed a change in Yvonne's expression. Her face turned pale and red, and she clenched her fists without answering. On the other hand, Connor was visibly angry

do you think you are, a woman like you who

gaze at his wife. He warned her, "As the First Lady, you

taken aback

at the chubby woman with hint of

best considered attractive with heavy makeup that gave her a touch of elegance, like a member of high society. However, as soon as she opened her mouth, it tarnished any positive impression. Although she didn't utter a foul word, her narrow-minded

"dignified,

the president's wife. Standing at the top of the pyramid since birth, it

felt a wave of shock and anger. Coldly, she

was always by Abel's side. They traveled together domestically and internationally, and their relationship seemed deeper

day, when she returned from her parents' home, she happened to witness them embracing

Abel explain what

only been