Chapter 210: Seeing Through Her Pretense of lliness

Cheyenne finally realized that something was off in the room. She looked at old Mr. Foley’s knowing smile, felt embarrassed and angry. She kicked Kelvin away with her dirty foot, leaving a dusty footprint on his black suit after stepping on the ground for a while.

She sat up with her long chestnut curly hair falling naturally on her thin shoulders, highlighting her stunningly beautiful face. In contrast, Kelvin was tense all over with his eyebrows furrowed tightly as he stared at his clothes for a few seconds.

Just then, the maid’s panicked voice came from outside the door. “Something is wrong! Miss Berry has fainted!”

Kelvin’s expression changed when he heard this news. He glanced heavily at Cheyenne and reminded her to wait for him before turning around to leave.

“Why should 1?” Cheyenne, full of resentment and disdain, hopped off the bed and landed barefoot on the floor, accentuating the fragility of her injured foot.

However, her infuriating expression left Kelvin seething with frustration and nowhere to vent it. He turned away and left the room.

“Grandpa, can you watch over her? I’ll be back soon.”

Old Mr. Foley initially had reservations about letting him go, but after witnessing the strained relationship between the two, he eventually agreed.

“Go ahead, but be sure to come back early,” he said.

“Understood,” Kelvin replied.

nor was he ever friendly towards you. But he could be so gentle towards Abbie instead.’ Cheyenne thought. She tried hard to pretend that she didn’t care about but a disappointed look flashed across her

pulled Emelia along with him in front

on her face but had to

can’t bear Miss Foley’s apology; Besides, ignorance is bliss; I just didn’t tell anyone that

smug look on Cheyenne’s face made Emelia so angry. She finally understood this despicable woman was clearly setting a trap for her to

fell for

to say.

all my fault. First,

soon as the words fell, a middle-aged doctor in a white coat quickly walked

has nothing to

afraid that if you got angry, you wouldn’t even

his sleeve, and the sound

a voice tinged with amusement sounded in everyone’s ears. “Grandpa, you act is

anyone else, who would dare to speak to old Mr. Foley in

Foley was an extremely strict and hot- tempered person. Just being stared at by him made

early under the guidance of old Mr. Foley. At the age of seventeen, he began to manage such a large company

favored Cheyenne, even

trembling eyelashes were particularly noticeable. Kelvin stood at the bedside, looking at the woman lying on the bed

twice, like the fluttering wings

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