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."

time 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

her round eyes. She lowered her head to look at the jade pendant in her hands. In her eyes, a green dot appeared and began spinning,

the care of Master Freddie. As soon as she sat down, she noticed that the President, Mr. Abel

black suit and held a cane, emanating

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

expression. However, when she

words, however, made

no see. I

glanced at Yvonne's attire, she

in. I heard you're

retirement savings and settle down for the second half of your life. Otherwise, when you die without children, no one will hold a funeral for

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

think you are, a woman like you who

his wife. He warned her, "As the First Lady, you shouldn't be

was taken aback

woman with hint of

was quite average, at 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 and snide

"dignified, virtuous gentle and generous" first

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

shock and anger. Coldly, she muttered to herself,

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 they

she happened to witness them embracing each other. Enraged Bianca acted impulsively and

Abel explain what

misunderstanding and he had only been helping her