Chapter 91: Cheyenne’s Handmade Birthday Gift

At exactly eight o’clock in the morning, Chris arrived at the Foley Villa by a luxury car.

After a few moments of waiting outside the villa gates, a tall figure dressed in white emerged from within. The golden sunlight shone upon him and seemed to create an aura of holiness around him that no one dared profane.

To Chris’ surprise, Mr. Foley had even changed out of his usual black suit!

Once inside the car, Kelvin remained coldly focused on reading through documents without once looking up as he instructed Chris in an icy tone, “Take me through Central Square.”

Huh?

That route would be congested with traffic and take much longer than necessary. This was not typical behavior for Kelvin. Could there be something else going on?

Chris couldn’t help but feel curious but didn’t dare ask any questions. Instead, he simply nodded and replied obediently, “Yes, Mr. Foley.”

The atmosphere inside the car was extremely tense on the way. Chris finally couldn’t resist asking, “Mr. Foley… your hand is alright now?”

“It’s okay now.”

“That’s good.”

Then the car fell into a deathly silence, so quiet that they could hear each other breathing.

After more than twenty minutes, they arrived at Central Square.

pulled over to the side of the road. “Mr. Foley, do you have

man slowly folded up his newspaper and put it in his bag behind him before getting out

here

Chris watched as his boss walked

clothing to food and shelter was arranged by his

stepped into the mall, he headed straight for a store specializing in handmade stationery. The owner of this store was German and was particularly skilled at making handmade items such as leather wallets and phone cases, lighters and brand-name watches. One of his specialties was fountain pens which had gained international recognition with only one produced per year. The pen would be

first laid eyes on Kelvin, a look of admiration lit up her face. He exuded an air of sophistication, with his tall and elegant frame and expensive white suit. She approached him with a sweet

box on the glass counter and opened it.

carefully took out the red cloth from the box and gasped in surprise when she saw what was inside. “I’m sorry, sir,” she said nervously. “This pen is limited edition – there’s only one

frowned deeply. “Where’s your boss? Tell him I’ll pay any

wait here for a moment while

overweight foreign man in his fifties or sixties with gray hair and sideburns wearing an apron featuring Garfield cartoon characters – not exactly fitting attire for someone who looked like he owned such

box

appeared in front of me again!” He looked at the pen with

be replaced?”

man as he turned around and went behind the counter to stand in front of a cabinet full of

“Sir, please wait for

“Hmm.”

boss also creates an archive folder for each piece to facilitate future improvements or maintenance

was having trouble finding

when did you buy this

me by a friend about five years ago in

ago, Abbie gave him this pen as a birthday gift, and it was

And it was July..

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