She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 23 Most Girls Won’t Have a Like for You

Old Mr. Foley gave a cold glance at the tea brick before giving a fake smide and saying. T’m getting cider now, if I drink too much test night, keep me up, so I’ve stopped drinking it. Cheyenne told me to drink more plain water instead?

His blood pressure was high, so he couldn’t drink beverages either,

It was obvious that he was picking a fight with Abbie,

Kelvin felt angry for the first time towards his grandpa’s unreasonable behavior but held back his rage. If Grandpa doesn’t like it, then forget about it “Well, I like drinking plain boiled water. Life is about taking things lightly and eating bland food to keep your mind and body comfortable. Otherwise, you take everything too seriously, your body will naturally suffer…

Abbie’s face turned from red to pale as she hung her head low. Her long and thick eyelashes curled up, casting a shadow on her face

The old mac didn’t pay attention to her and turned his head to ask Kelvin, 1 don’t believe that girl would cheat on you. She loves you more than anyone else in this world. What’s the reason behind all this?”

Love him?

Kelvin couldrit help but laugh at that.

If she really loved him, would she have attended an auction with her lover just one week after their divorce was findized?

“There’s no particular reason,we just have incompatible personalities, Kelvin replied,

The old maris lips twitched slightly.

“She’s only twenty–one years old this year, while you’re almost thirty. You should be more tolerant of her. You’re a bad–tempered and moody old man who’s almost thirty, most girls won’t have a liking for your

An old man?

Kelvin narrowed his pretty eyes slightly before retorting in a soft voice, “Grandpa, you’re already sixty–nine years old!

Who exactly is the older one here?

Old Mr. Foley was rendered speechless,

He Looked Up

24: But He Looked Up

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old Mr. Foley speaking well of Cheyenne. After all, Abbie was the one who

don’t care, you have to go and bring Cheyenne back for me, or else I won’t eat dinner tonight,”

was a fierce old man, and in the next he was like a

Kelvin remained cold as

we’re divorced and there’s no chance

and grabbed

hall was suddenly empty except for an angry old Mr. Foley

should she do now that

Grand

please the old man, Abbie smiled lightly at him. don’t

reasons?” asked

so many men around her who seem quite close to her,” whispered Abbie while staring at her slender fingers with

but instead he laughed proudly while stroking his sparse beard. “I knew that Cheyenne was popular. Well, Kelvin is indeed

he say that Kelvin wasn’t good enough for Cheyenne? It was clearly the other way

the old man said as he slowly got up from his

the sofa with a purple face.

here for a while to catch my breath?” Abbie asked as she placed her hand over her chest in an attempt to

know that old Mr. Foley despised these delicate and weak girls who acted like they were about to

couldn’t just kick her out either; it would

prepare one of our guest rooms for her temporarily,” old Mr. Foley

smiled. “Thank you, Grandfather,” she said

please follow

old butler appeared to be around fifty years old with gray hair and deep wrinkles on his face. He was a man of few words and even

long hallway. The entire

exuded elegance and sophistication. Even just one of the paintings on the

ten years but it was her first time visiting this old mansion. She had requested to visit the Foley mansion,

butler stopped at a room door where he turned around to face Abbie under dim light; his wrinkled face resembling deep grooves

it clung to his face like an ugly centipede.