Chapter 252 Eight Million

Jerry scrambled to his feet, dusting off his clothes before finally getting a good look at the two men in front of him. Jealousy! Damn, why do they look so noble? Their skin was so good too! The one with the gold-rimmed glasses looked cultured and refined, like a modern-day fashion elite. The man in the wheelchair was fcold as ice, with handsome features that make him look like a prince from another world. Just one glance from him was enough to make Jerry tremble. The guy in white may be smiling but the cold glint in his glasses made Jerry shiver. With just one glance, Jerry knew he was dealing with people he couldn't afford to mess with. Red-faced and looking like a bullied little girl, Jerry clasped his hands together and stammered out, "I-I'm not...not a bad person. I'm here to see Cheyenne. Is this her home?" As soon as he finished speaking, he felt two icy stares boring into him. His legs went weak. If not for grabbing onto a nearby column for support, he would have fall