She Became Rich After Divorce
Chapter 350: Failure

Chapter 350: Failure

The library's second floor was quite spacious, filled with rows of antique bookshelves carrying various books. Several landscape paintings and calligraphy works adorned the walls, with one of them being a genuine piece signed by the Chambers family head.

Cheyenne glanced around and marveled at the true value of these paintings, each costing several million. Truly fitting for Akloit's largest private library.

Bathed in the bright and gentle morning light, she strolled through this sea of books. Her eyes scanned the Latin section until she finally found the shelf holding the Bible.

Cheyenne joyfully snapped her fingers, ready to grab that copy of the Bible. However, the shelf was estimated to be around two meters high, and even standing on tiptoes with raised arms, she couldn't reach the book.

Glancing around and finding no stools, she reluctantly left her bookmark on the shelf and attempted to jump for the book. However, every attempt just grazed the corner of the book.

After several jumps, her face flushed with exertion, looking like a lively and adorable cartoon character.

Sam hadn't expected anyone to be reading books at this hour; he thought he was early. Seeing Cheyenne, looking frustrated with her pouted lips and delicate, slightly puffy face, he couldn't help but smile. With confident strides, he approached.

Just as Cheyenne was about to try again, an arm suddenly reached over her head, effortlessly picking up the Bible. A clear and gentle voice, like a stream under the moon, sounded by her ear. 'Is this the one you're looking for?'

Startled, Cheyenne turned around and was met with a clear and elegant face, illuminated by the perfect sunlight. His eyes, partially hidden by long and thick eyelashes that seemed dusted with golden powder, glistened with a faint blue-black hue, resembling the deep and bright sea under the night sky.

Her back was less than a fist's distance from his chest, and although they didn't make direct contact, Cheyenne felt a warmth penetrating through layers of fabric onto her skin.

Akloit's early summer morning wasn't particularly hot, and Cheyenne had checked the weather forecast before leaving. It indicated a cool and comfortable temperature of 17 to 19 degrees Celsius in the morning. However, at this moment, she felt unusually warm. She quickly stepped out from under his arm, maintaining a distance of one meter, and directed herself toward the window to catch a breeze.

Much better.

Sam had taken the book down, casually glancing at it. A faint smile appeared in his eyes as he casually remarked, 'Miss Lawrence, I didn't expect you to be interested in the Bible.'

He opened a page, briefly skimmed it, then closed the book and handed it to Cheyenne. 'If you're just browsing, this version is okay. In fact, the translation of Chapter 11, Verse 13, is severely incorrect. In the James King version bible, 'faithful' was translated as 'trustworthy."

Sam's voice was extremely pleasant, and his pronunciation was the purest Briyran English. To a connoisseur of voices like Cheyenne, her ears perked up at the sound.

Seemingly aware of her internal dilemma, the man addressed her concerns. 'The New World Translation of the Holy Scriptures was translated by the Jehovah's Witnesses and the Watch Tower Bible and Tract Society, aiming for accuracy. It's also considered non-saleable. Luckily, I have a copy. If Miss Lawrence wants to read it, I can lend it to you.'

Cheyenne's eyes brightened. She looked up at Sam, injecting a teasing tone into her words. 'Lend? Shouldn't it be a gift?'

He hesitated for a moment, then bowed apologetically. 'I'm sorry, Miss Lawrence. The Bible is a matter of faith for every Christian; I can't simply give it away.'

Sam's sincere attitude left Cheyenne feeling awkward. She touched her delicate nose, clearing her throat. 'Well... Master Sam, don't take it seriously. I was just joking. It's already generous of you to lend me the unique copy. Thank you.'

As she finished speaking, his long legs took a step forward, forcing her to step back. Her back pressed against the bookshelf, making her feel a bit flustered.

Looking down at her from a higher vantage point, Sam, with an unusually serious gaze, teased her. 'Miss Lawrence, is a simple 'thank you' enough?'

'Huh?' Now it was her turn to be dumbfounded. She furrowed her eyebrows in thought and hesitated before finally speaking, 'I'm quite broke. How about... I treat you to a cup of bubble tea, Master Sam?' She had expected him, a sophisticated figure in high society, to only drink coffee or wine. Yet, Sam actually enjoyed bubble tea.

If he accepted, she would have to endure an hour of reading to fulfill her end of the bargain. After all, she had already paid a hundred dollars!

In the end, Cheyenne didn't read the Bible but picked up Grimm's Fairy Tales. Sam, sitting across from her, chose a high-grade book on Western economic history called Microeconomics.

She glanced at it; there were many functions, curves, sequences, and formulas she couldn't understand. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Proud as she was, Cheyenne had one fatal weakness - she was terrible at math.

Sam noticed her confusion and, surprisingly talkative, initiated a conversation to explain. 'TR(Q) = P(Q) * Q, MR(Q) - MC(Q) = 0. When MR = MC = P, it essentially means that profit maximization is achieved when marginal revenue equals marginal cost and is zero.'

Cheyenne's smile gradually faded, bordering on collapse as she couldn't comprehend! In an attempt to not appear 'stupid,' she suddenly proposed what she thought was a 'constructive' point. 'However, Master Sam, as a businessman, even time has its cost... Is there anything in this world that doesn't have a cost?'

Sam stared at her for a moment, momentarily silent. Suddenly, he remembered his investigation had mentioned that Cheyenne hadn't attended college. Silently turning to the page that defined marginal cost, it stated:

Marginal Cost: The additional cost required to produce one more unit at any level of output.

In other words, it also included the additional cost of time.

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