Chapter 159: How To Become Rich Together

Chapter 159: How to Become Rich Together

After half an hour, the luxury car arrived at its destination and parked at

the entrance of an alleyway. This was a notorious area in Akloit where

all sorts of shady characters roamed about.

This area used to be part of the foreign concessions, but after they

withdrew, many wealthy families set their sights on this piece of land.

They fought over it for decades with no resolution in sight.

To maintain balance, the major families reached a "peace" agreement

and established a business association to manage this area in rotation.

As soon as they stopped the car, Cheyenne saw several shadowy

figures lurking under colorful neon lights. There were three or five

young men who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old with

long golden hair and large silver earrings dangling from their ears.

Despite being in the middle of summer, they wore white shirts paired

with black vests that gave off an air of teenage rebellion.

"They're just students from nearby schools who skip class to hang out

here instead,” Reece explained. "If they have money, they'll go to

internet cafes; if not, they'll just loiter on street corners.”

"That's so sad,” Cheyenne replied sympathetically.

Reece rolled his eyes at her comment. "You might feel sorry for them

now but trust me; all these kids see when they look at you is easy

money."

Sure enough, those boys looked at Cheyenne with hostile intent as if

she were some kind of naive rich girl ripe for exploitation. They

exchanged whispers among themselves before deciding to make their

move.

The leader swaggered over like he owned the place and snatched a

lollipop hanging outside a convenience store without paying for it before

popping it into his mouth with practiced ease while ignoring the

shopkeeper's silent protest.

Reece let out a sigh and leaned against the car door while watching

Cheyenne and signing.

"To be honest," Reece said wistfully while twirling one strand of his wig

around his finger like any other woman would do when flirting with

someone else. "I really don't want to fight them since I'm trying my best

to act like a lady right now."

She couldn't help but say jokingly when she glanced at his actions.

"Seriously though, with your face, it'd be such a waste not being a

woman! Maybe you should have a sex change sometime?"

Cheyenne couldn't help but chuckle before teasing him further by

saying, "Well... you don't need plastic surgery since you're already

pretty enough!”

"Thanks, I appreciate it. But I still want to be a man!"

As she listened to his words, a hint of a smile appeared on her pretty

face. Her disdainful gaze moved down and landed on the man's waist.

Reece was embarrassed by her gaze and coughed awkwardly, hastily

pulling at his skirt to cover up.

"Tsk tsk tsk, even your ears are red like that and you still have the

nerve to say you're a man!"

“If I am not a man, you aren't a woman!" Reece lowered his head and

gritted his teeth as he squeezed out these words from between them.

“I've been married and divorced. Do you think I'm not a woman? And

what about you? You're just a virgin now.”

Being mocked for being a virgin made Reece feel like he had been hit

hard! He coughed violently until tears were almost streaming down his

face.

In order not to let Cheyenne look down on him, he straightened up his

chest and stared at her intently.

"Who said that? When I held a girl's hand, you were still green!"

"You mean when our teacher let us play games of holding hands during

class?"

"No! I mean when I went on dates!"

"Forget it. I know all your rumored partners are male!" Cheyenne

smiled, her eyes dazzling like crystals.

She was clearly such an exquisite girl but always said things that didn't

match her image at all.

She tiptoed up and whispered gently into Reece's ear with clear yet

sweet tones; warm breath spilled onto Reece's earlobe, causing it to

tingle slightly.

His perfect ears were blushing uncontrollably; even his neck turned

pinkish-red.

Reece felt heartbroken inside.

These two beauties chatted away recklessly in this dark place without

noticing someone gradually approaching them.

Until... a slender figure blocked Cheyenne's view; she raised her chin —

with its perfect jawline resembling nature's most beautiful carving —

causing the boy staring at her momentarily stunned.

Just now, from afar, he only thought that the woman in the red dress

had a great figure. Now that he was closer enough to see this woman

in a black strapless dress paired with a baseball shirt, he felt she was

damn near a fairy!

What should he do? She was so good-looking that he suddenly felt

reluctant to rob her.

Maybe... he should change the way he robbed? Maybe he should be

gentler?

Cheyenne lazily scanned the four of them. The youngest among them

was probably only thirteen years old! He was so skinny that if he came

out to rob someone, shouldn't he buy insurance first?

She just glanced at them indifferently but it felt like they had been

brushed by spring breeze.

The leader of these young hoodlums had slightly better willpower than

the others. He coughed and put his hands in his pockets.

"Hey, pretty girl," said the leader hesitantly. “I'm here to discuss how to

become rich together with you. Just give me your money from your bag

yourself so I don't have to rummage through it and accidentally find

something I shouldn't see.”

What? Reece really suspected that he was hallucinating right now

since the way this robber spoke was so fresh and amusing.

He seemed to have seen a new toy and reached out to poke

Cheyenne's arm while smiling suggestively. "Cheyenne, don't hit them

too hard; they're quite interesting.”

“I know," replied Cheyenne nonchalantly as she handed over her bag

with an overly sweet smile on her face which made it seem somewhat

unreal.

“Why does she give me her bag so obediently?" Monkey didn't quite

believe it. How could their path towards wealth become so smooth?