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 At

24: But He Looked

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

for me, or else I won’t eat dinner tonight,” said old

one moment he was a fierce old man, and in the next he was like a child who

remained cold as

said, “I’ve told you that we’re divorced and there’s no chance of us

up decisively and grabbed

hall was suddenly empty except for an angry

do now

Grand

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

reasons?” asked old Mr.

person, but I didn’t expect her to have so many men around her who seem quite close to her,” whispered

proudly while stroking his sparse beard. “I knew that Cheyenne was popular. Well, Kelvin is

say that Kelvin wasn’t good enough for Cheyenne?

now. Miss Berry, please feel free to leave,” the old man

leaving Abbie alone on the sofa with a purple face. She couldn’t leave just

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

did she know that old Mr. Foley despised these delicate and weak girls who acted like

either; it would be too heartless

well, prepare one of our guest rooms

this, Abbie smiled. “Thank

Berry, please

hair and deep wrinkles on his face. He was a man of few words

hallway. The entire second floor had a semi–circular

just one of the paintings on the wall

requested to visit the Foley mansion, but

the butler stopped at a room door where he turned around to face Abbie under dim light; his wrinkled face resembling deep grooves in soil while sporting an elongated scar

over, it clung to his face like an ugly centipede. It looked extremely