Chapter 100: The Foley Family History

Layne only told Cheyenne about the art exhibition the next morning.

Without saying anything, he urged her to get up and get dressed quickly so they could go out together.

Cheyenne, of course, didn’t really want to go. She had been running around between the Todd mansion and the Lawrence Villa for the past few days since recovering from a serious illness, and she was feeling a bit tired.

“Cheyenne, can you bear to let me go alone to attend the exhibition?” The old man’s voice came through on the phone in a mournful tone that sounded pitiful no matter how you listened to it.

“I can,” Cheyenne replied.

As soon as she finished speaking, her grandfather’s voice came through from the other end of the phone. “Alas, getting old is really too pitiful. Look at me – I don’t know how to drive or ride an electric bike.”

“Forget it. I’ll beg for two dollars and take a bus,” Layne said.

Cheyenne worried that if he went out by himself on public transportation, he wouldn’t be able to find his way back home.

She got up by lifting off her covers and put on slippers before saying, “Okay. You wait for me at the Lawrence Villa’s doorstep in twenty minutes; I’ll be ready soon.”

The next moment, Layne’s voice immediately became cheerful again. “I knew you are a filial granddaughter! Great! Actually I’m already waiting in the lobby; you’re just still sleeping.”

The Foley Villa.

The grand hall looked empty. Old Mr. Foley stared at the flowers in the yard for a while, leaned on his cane and returned to the sofa in the hall, flipping through newspapers on the table.

He found that they were all articles he had read before and lost interest immediately.

lively when Cheyenne is around. At least when

chess together. As for Corey, he was known

again made him

mind, his son Corey came back with a handsome face full of sorrowful expression wearing a black

heading upstairs to

down,” old

walked over and sat in front

a little schoolboy being called out by the teacher,

you afraid of me?” he

be honest, how could Corey not be afraid of

before the family shrine to receive punishment from his father. Fortunately, after Kelvin was born, old Mr. Foley shifted his focus onto Kelvin and used the same methods

afraid of his grandfather and even began

not afraid of you, Father; I respect

with disappointment as if wishing that

accomplishment in your life is probably just having given birth to Kelvin,” he said

mixed with shame appear on Corey’s face.

How are things with your

years, and Corey has been taking care of her abroad. It’s been almost five years in the blink

Foley was trying to convey was that if there’s no real chance of recovery, they might as well return to their home country together. It’s not a

his wife and

cane on the floor rhythmically

would think about it as he was still searching for medical experts to help with his

called him yesterday and found out that he and his family are also on their way back

“Franklin?”

Foley had another son named Franklin

fall down the stairs resulting in her becoming a vegetable while

finally discovered the scene, they found Lucy lying lifeless in a pool of blood, and Kelvin’s mother had become a vegetable, never waking up

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