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.

flag on the map,

she see

familiar male voice came from outside the door, hoarse and slightly intoxicated.

It's Benso.

put the map away on the desktop. Instead, she got up

the deep green leaves indicated that they were freshly

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

pupils contracted, and her slender fingers lightly touched his face as she softly asked, "Benson, the

I must have accidentally

smiled, casually using the back of his hand

instant he raised his hand, Cheyenne's gaze froze on his hand. That long and perfect hand, with distinct joints, hands

The palm of his hand was torn,

have

so foolish? Don't you know

Cheyenne's voice sounded harsh, as if she were "reprimanding"

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

face when she saw these roses, he didn't feel the pain. On the contrary, he was filled

was determined to remove

present these ninety-nine roses in front of

Cheyenne's happy and joyful

her eyes, he suddenly panicked.

out to catch it, and the tear fell into his palm, scorching

cry. What's wrong? Is it that the flowers are not beautiful, or you

that Cheyenne liked

flower shop. She was a little girl, dressed in dirty clothes, squatting there carefully picking up a pink rose,

trembled and landed on the tip of her nose,

her eyes were shining

because of the beauty of a flower, and the

would never