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 estimated it would take at least half a month to recover from the

smiled sweetly and quietly, her captivating smile contrasting beautifully with her round eyes. She lowered her head to look at the jade pendant in her hands. In her eyes, a green

the care of Master Freddie. As soon as she sat down, she

suit and held a cane, emanating a domineering aura. Under the

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

She glanced hurriedly, without any expression. However, when she saw Yvonne, a

of her words, however,

I

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

really don't know how you managed to get in. I heard you're so broke you even sold your

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 for

expression. Her face turned 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

do you think you are, a woman like you who can't hold a

his eyebrows, casting an annoyed gaze at his wife. He warned her, "As the

taken aback

the chubby woman with hint of disdain, In

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

this the image of a "dignified, virtuous

Standing at the top of the

and felt a wave of shock and anger. Coldly, she muttered to

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 they had

her parents' home, she happened to witness them embracing each

However, Abel

a misunderstanding and he had only been helping her because

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