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 a starting

twhere did she

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

It's Benso.

much, Cheyenne didn't put the map away on the desktop. Instead, she got up and walked to the door, opening it. What greeted her was a

and the deep green leaves indicated that they

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

lightly touched his face

nothing. I must have accidentally

casually using the back of his hand

hand, Cheyenne's gaze froze on his hand. That long and perfect hand, with distinct joints, hands suitable for playing musical instruments,

reddened, staring at his hand. The palm of his hand was torn, with rose thorns still

must have

something so foolish? Don't you know how

as if she were "reprimanding"

the cultivation, packaging, and care of roses. Because he had never done

face when she saw these roses, he

to remove all those

these ninety-nine roses in

can now see Cheyenne's

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

to catch it, and the tear fell into his

the flowers are

remembered that Cheyenne liked

She was a little girl, dressed in dirty clothes, squatting

small white butterfly trembled and landed on the tip of her nose, creating a scene as warm and harmonious as a fairy

that moment, her

pure and beautiful, because of the beauty of a flower, and the

never