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."

it would take at least half a month to recover from the regret of missing out on this

eyes. She lowered her head to look at the jade pendant in her hands. In her eyes, a green

members of Wind Hall, miraculously secured front-row seats thanks to the care of Master Freddie. As soon as she sat down, she noticed that the President, Mr. Abel Harrison,

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

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

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

words, however,

I didn't

Yvonne's attire,

get in. I heard you're so broke you

for your own good, at this age, find a man with a retirement savings and settle down for

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

like you who

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

was taken aback

woman with hint of

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

the image of a "dignified, virtuous gentle and generous" first

president's wife. Standing at the top of the pyramid since birth, it was no wonder

wave of shock and anger. Coldly, she muttered

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 an

her parents' home, she happened to witness them

Abel explain what

a misunderstanding and he had only