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."

something, he felt uneasy for a whole week. This time, he estimated it would

look at the jade pendant

auction officially began. Cheyenne, 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

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

to him sat a middle-aged woman 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

glanced hurriedly, without any expression. However, when she saw Yvonne, a calm smile appeared on her

her words, however, made people

no see. I didn't expect

Yvonne's attire,

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 die without children, no one will hold a funeral

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

a woman like you who can't hold a candle to Yvonne," he

furrowed his eyebrows, casting an annoyed gaze at his wife. He warned her,

was taken

the chubby woman with

a member of high society. However, as soon as she opened her mouth, it tarnished any positive impression. Although she didn't

"dignified,

lady from the Davidson family, she was now the president's wife. Standing at the

listened to her husband defending Yvonne and felt a wave of shock and anger. Coldly, she muttered to herself, "He's still siding with that little

Abel's side. They traveled together domestically and internationally, and their relationship seemed deeper than that of

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

However, Abel explain what

he had only been helping her because she