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.

small flag on the map, resembling both a destination and

she see

male voice came from

It's Benso.

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

glistening dewdrops, and the deep green leaves indicated that they

was filled with the fragrance of roses, and behind the flowers was the extraordinary handsome face with

lightly touched his face as she softly asked, "Benson, the blood on

have accidentally pricked myself

elegantly smiled, casually using the back of his

and perfect hand, with distinct

staring at his hand. The palm of his hand

have

foolish?

harsh, as if

of roses. Because he had never done this kind of work before, his

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

to remove all

will present these ninety-nine

Cheyenne's happy and

saw the tears swirling in her eyes, he suddenly panicked. He nervously watched

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

wrong? Is it that the flowers are not

Cheyenne liked roses, especially

saw her was at the entrance of a flower shop. She was a little girl, dressed in dirty clothes, squatting there carefully picking up a pink

landed on the tip of her nose, creating a scene as warm

moment, her

beautiful, because of

would never forget