Chapter 621: Freddie

Cheyenne reached out and pinched Jay's face, rubbing it a couple of times, and said sinisterly, "This kind of baby face is the most delicious." Jay cried out in pain, his eyes filled with fear and dread. 'Eat? Does this old man really eat children?' Jay's gaze accidentally fell on Freddie's withered hands, thin and bony, full of wrinkles. Cheyenne interrupted him, and rescued Jay from his clutches. "Alright, old man, I came to see you today for a serious matter. Let's find a place to talk," she said. "Fine," he curiously asked, "By the way, is there anything I can help you with?" "I need money," she replied. Her answer immediately drew laughter from Freddie. He then put his hands on his hips and said, "Are you kidding, girl? You actually need money!" Cheyenne calmly looked at him with her bright eyes, nodded seriously, and gently opened her red lips, her voice calm and steady. "I really need money." Freddie eased his heartbeat and breathing, furrowing his eyebrows. He seemed