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.

he said, “It’s more lively when Cheyenne is around. At least when

rarely had time to play chess together. As for Corey, he was known for being bad at

again and again made him

mind, his son Corey came back with a handsome face full of sorrowful expression wearing a black suit from outside while holding a red invitation

greeted before heading upstairs

down,” old Mr. Foley interrupted, waving

walked over and sat in front of the old

like a little schoolboy being called out by the teacher, which

afraid of

how could Corey not

brought 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 on him instead. That boy turned out to

grandfather and even

you, Father; I respect

old Mr. Foley sneer with disappointment

your life is probably just having given birth

filled with pride mixed with shame appear on Corey’s

talk about you. How are

in a vegetative state for many years, and Corey has been taking care

their home country together. It’s not a good idea for the two of them to stay abroad; it’s lonely

about his wife and shook his head while saying “She’s still

Foley tapped his cane on the floor rhythmically and

agree but said he would think about it as he

yesterday and found out that he and his family are also on their

“Franklin?”

had another son named Franklin Foley, who was one year younger than

ago, something happened which caused Kelvin’s mother to accidentally fall down the stairs resulting in her becoming

a pool of blood, and Kelvin’s mother had become a vegetable, never

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