She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 645: 99 Roses

"What did you do to her just now?"

Suddenly, Gracie heard a clear voice from the back seat, and the car slowed down.

Glancing at the handsome man sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror, Gracie withdrew her gaze and curved her red lips into a slight smile. "Yes, I intended to hypnotize her to inquire about the map, but I didn't expect her to wake up from my hypnosis."

"Is this the first time?"

"Yes, I have never had such a failure since I started learning."

Master Sam, upon hearing this, seemed to have anticipated it long ago. He laughed nonchalantly and even praised Cheyenne at this moment.

"I told you before, she is unique with amazing intelligence, willpower, abilities... she surpasses ordinary people in every aspect."

Gracie expressed her helplessness, "Master Sam, sarcasm is fine, but if we can't find out the location of the map, our mission will be impossible to complete."

Little did she know that he had no intention of giving up just because they couldn't obtain the map. "No rush, the game is getting more interesting. I'm looking forward to what surprises amnesiac Cheyenne can bring me."

As for the map, if they couldn't get it, it might as well be all given to Cheyenne.

With her intelligence and wit, she would surely be able to find what they were looking for.

After returning to the hotel, Cheyenne immediately went back to her room. Without even changing her clothes, she took out the small box she had obtained from the attic.

Opening it, she found a thin sheepskin map inside.

She slowly unfolded the map. It was different from the maps she had seen before. There were no directional indicators, scale ratios, or ordinary geographical labels she had learned in class.

It only had a winding line, with a peculiar black triangular symbol filled with dotted lines near the line.

was a small flag on the map, resembling both a destination and

twhere did she see

knocks suddenly interrupted her thoughts. A familiar male voice came from outside the door, hoarse and slightly intoxicated. "Cheyenne, are

It's Benso.

desktop. Instead, she got up and walked to the door, opening it. What greeted her was a large

delicate petals were adorned with glistening dewdrops, and the deep green

roses, and behind the flowers was the extraordinary handsome face with two rare traces of

slender fingers lightly touched his face as she softly

it's nothing. I must have accidentally pricked myself

the back of his hand

raised his hand, Cheyenne's gaze froze on his hand. That long and perfect hand, with distinct joints, hands suitable for playing musical instruments, was now covered in wounds and bloodstains, with faint

his hand. The palm of his

have been

do something so foolish? Don't you know how precious your hands

as if

went to the flower farm and learned about the cultivation, packaging, and care of roses. Because

she saw these roses, he didn't feel the pain. On

to

ninety-nine roses

can now see Cheyenne's happy and joyful

eyes, he suddenly panicked. He nervously watched as the teardrop rolled down her

and the tear

wrong? Is it that the flowers

liked

her was at the entrance of a flower shop. She was a

and landed on the tip of her nose, creating a scene

moment, her eyes

her face was pure and beautiful, because of the

would never forget