She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 216: I Am Your Future Wife

Emelia was so scared that she stood frozen in place for a long time without coming back to her senses. The old man she had just insulted was actually so powerful.

She had just said that he didn’t deserve it…

“It’s my fault for not disciplining my granddaughter properly, Mr. Owen, don’t be angry. Kelvin, this is your Mr. Jonathan Owen. He’s also your lifesaver. When your mother gave birth to you and had difficulty delivering, it was Mr. Owen who saved you.”

Old Mr. Foley smiled and pushed Kelvin in front of Jonathan.

“Hello, Mr. Owen.”

Kelvin greeted him indifferently, which made Jonathan even more annoyed as he looked up and down at Kelvin.

Finally, he sneered.

“If I knew you were the man my junior would marry, I wouldn’t have saved you no matter what back then. Go stand aside.”

Jonathan’s attitude clearly meant that he didn’t want to communicate with Kelvin much.

‘Who is his junior? When did I ever offend Mr. Owen?’ Kelvin felt puzzled.

Old Mr. Foley blushed and coughed, “You’re obviously jealous.”

“Of course, my junior is the most outstanding woman in the world. She married into your Foley family but suffered so much injustice. If it weren’t for you taking a bullet for me years ago, I wouldn’t even want stepping into your mansion!”

At this point, everyone could guess who Jonathan referred to. His junior was Cheyenne.

Vincent and Emelia looked at each other with surprise and disbelief written all over their eyes while Kelvin remained calm on his face but his heart had already been stirred up by huge surprise. There was a hint of joy and sadness flowing through his deep-set eyes.

No wonder Jonathan repeatedly refused to offer Abbie medical treatment. It turned out he had been venting out for Cheyenne’s sake.

Kelvin still wanted Jonathan to make an exception once and see Abbie’s

is my grandfather

didn’t even want to look at Kelvin directly, his

symptoms. Old Mr. Edwards said five years ago that your grandfather didn’t have much time left and he needed proper care. Seems your

Five years ago…

college days, the day he

yellow and wore a baggy school uniform with a short skirt that barely covered her knees. Her hands

was both surprised and disgusted by her unkempt appearance but couldn’t deny

indifferent yet

panties peeking out from underneath.

Old Mr. Foley’s

and walked into his room holding onto his graduation certificate

tiptoes with pretty eyebrows raised smiling sweetly at him revealing dimples like summer

into hers as she opened it up, admiringly exclaiming, “Not bad! Graduating from Woudbridge University’s best program

man.” He, who often used indifference to mask his emotions, didn’t hesitate to give her a cold

“Shameless!”

him, tilting her face upward and smiling at him with an enchanting charm,

white camisole underneath. He didn’t need to lower his gaze to see the delicate straps on her fair shoulders,

delicate yet alluring, and she cast a coquettish glance at him, her voice as soft as a songbird. “Don’t be shy… Why are you shy? We’ll

“Who are you?”

“Your future wife!”

not interested in

lollipop, and licked her rosy lips

was an unintentional action, it was like a seduction scene

and raised her head again with a determined

then I won’t be an undergrown girl anymore.

pursued by

he didn’t know how many women wanted to hook up with him. There were even more beautiful and bolder ones than