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 The

Looked Up

OError

couldn’t help feeling annoyed when she heard old Mr.

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

and in the next

Kelvin remained cold

there’s no chance of us getting back together. Grandpa, please give

the, he stood up decisively and

suddenly empty except for an angry old Mr. Foley and a nervous

should she do now that Kelvin

Grand

Abbie smiled lightly at him. don’t be

asked old Mr.

around her who seem quite close to her,” whispered Abbie while staring at her slender fingers with a slight smile

proudly while stroking his sparse beard. “I knew that

How could he say that

leave,” the old man

hall, leaving Abbie alone on the sofa with a

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

these delicate and weak girls who acted like they were about

just kick her out either; it would be

well, prepare one of our

smiled. “Thank you, Grandfather,” she said

please

years old with gray hair and deep wrinkles on his face. He was a

stairs and through a long hallway. The entire second floor had a semi–circular design with red carpeting and

one of the paintings

but it was her first time visiting this old mansion. She had requested to visit the Foley mansion, but old Mr. Foley never agreed to meet her before now. She spent ten

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

to his face like an