She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 657: Remember The One You Love is Named Sam

In front of her, there was a hazy and heavy darkness, as if she was immersed in icy seawater, with wave after wave threatening to engulf her.

At that moment, Cheyenne heard an ethereal, sweet voice coming from the vague front.

"Good child, you are very tired now, very tired, your body is feeling unprecedented exhaustion."

"Keep walking forward, you will see a glimmer of light, your eyelids start to feel heavy, limbs relax, and breathing gradually slows down."

"Breathing regularly, next, you will have a sweet dream."

"In the dream, you are sitting in a comfortable home, lying in bed, blowing the warm breeze outside the window, holding a parchment map in your hand, where is this map, tell me, okay?" Her soul involuntarily followed the guidance of this voice, sinking under her eyelids.

"Do you see it? Where is that map?"

The sleeping girl nodded her head and softly replied, "I see it, I hid the map in a dark room, it's very dark there, with lots of flowers and plants."

A dark room? Flowers and plants?

Listening to her response, Gracie quickly guessed-Cheyenne had buried the map somewhere underground.

This hypnosis was very successful. Gracie smiled as she put away the necklace in her hand and gently touched Cheyenne's eyes with her fair hand. "Okay, you've done great. Child, sleep well, and tomorrow when you wake up, it will be a sunny day."

Cheyenne "obediently" let out a yawn, her red lips slightly parted, revealing her white teeth.

A sweet and lovely smile appeared on her tranquilly cute face, and she fell asleep with her hands folded on her face.

This action made her stomach particularly bulge, and Gracie's gaze fell on her abdomen, tenderness fleeting.

"Buried underground, it should still be in Akloit, just let Glenn go find it."

Sam said, pushing his gold-rimmed glasses up his nose and assessing the sleeping Cheyenne.

The corner of his lips curved up into an elegant smile.

He only saw Cheyenne when she was awake, very lively and full of cunning vitality.

it was

sleeping posture was so adorable, very much like a child who lacked a sense of security. He used to sleep

he should be back in Onistead today, Elsa's getting married, he,

end, next, we should go

to leave the room together, but he remained motionless and borrowed

do you need

to him, as

time, started to act coquettish, "Aunt Gracie, I won't do anything, don't worry. I'm just curious about your hypnosis,

"Is that so?"

how much progress

had taught him hypnosis, but it was unclear whether it was a matter of personal comprehension. Despite having mastered Praying Magic, Sam could

in Sam's hand, and before leaving, she couldn't help but remind him, "Don't lose it

I'll just say I borrowed it

Gracie was Sam's father, Gregory Lucas, who was the head of the Lucas family in this generation. He was

Sam was the sole heir

and the next head, his family was

I his mother's

Hurst.

was

her only request was for the child to carry

by Gracie, so their bond was deep, more like siblings than

requests, as long as they were not

to the entrance, took a couple of steps outside, but

One wrong move will make her

others; her willpower was unexpectedly

"Okay."

Sam tried to use the hypnotic method Gracie had just taught

his deep, clear voice sounded, "Remember, the

"Yes."

it once again. Who is the person you

"Sam Hurst."

Very well.

couldn't help but extend his broad,

while, but eventually, due to OCD, he only kissed