Chapter 240: Misty Forest

The Foley Mansion.

Old Mr. Foley had just finished exercise and returned home, still wearing his white button-up coat, baggy pants, and a pair of ordinary black cloth shoes that looked no different from those worn by the old men who played chess in the park.

No one would have thought that this ordinary-looking old man was once the legendary figure who ruled over the business world.

He walked into the house with sweat all over his face, and Joe stood at the door holding a white towel waiting to respectfully hand it to him as soon as he returned.

Old Mr. Foley took the towel and wiped off his sweat. Ever since he found out about his illness, he exercised every day.

“If only Cheyenne were here. She could spar with me for a few rounds,” Old Mr. Foley said wistfully.

Thinking of Cheyenne made him feel sad again. “I was wrong last time; I’m afraid she hates me now.”

Joe stood beside him and comforted him softly, “Old Mr. Foley, she won’t hate you for long. Miss Lawrence is not an ordinary woman; she has broad-mindedness and deep affection for you.” That day…

Anyone would be angry if they were drugged like that, let alone someone like Miss Lawrence with such strong self-esteem. Three days of torture…

According to servants who brought food overheard her crying from far away – like howling ghosts or wolves.

If it were anyone else, they might not even survive such an ordeal!

Old Mr. Foley thought Joe’s words made sense. An idea struck her and he said excitedly, “Joe! Get ready; we’ll visit her tonight so I can apologize in person!”

But Joe was stunned for quite some time after hearing this request.

self-esteem while old Mr. Foley could be described as

had lived seventy years with iron-blooded toughness but never

Kelvin almost lost half his life due to being trained by old Mr. Foley,

seemed that Miss Lawrence really held a

exercising earlier today, old Mr. Foley changed into a bathrobe upstairs

rule

dared break this

who should have

did you come back? Did you forget

meticulous and reliable person who rarely made mistakes like that. Kelvin didn’t answer his grandfather’s question; instead, he gave him a brief glance before walking towards the

angered old Mr. Foley who grumbled under his breath: “How dare he not answer

you see your grandfather standing here? It’s impolite to leave without saying hello,” scolded

Kelvin turned around, gave a

cup of coffee in his hand, and when he saw that old Mr. Foley was getting angry, he took

said in a submissive tone as if trying not

up at him and asked, “Didn’t you go to work

he lacked diploma, many subordinates were unhappy with him for getting promoted so easily. But he didn’t care about what others thought since all along his

bedroom, explaining, “Oh, Grandfather, I took today off! By the way,

this household, only Vincent seemed concerned

Kelvin, being an elderly, lonely man, he was warmed by Vincent’s

propose that he would

initially refused any help. He was well aware of the nature of his illness; there was no cure. At best, they could only delay the inevitable a little longer. Even old Mr.

I found is a master in his field. With him around, there might still be a chance for your illness

you trust so

held back from revealing too much and coaxed his grandfather into agreeing to meet with

were scattered all over as if they had been ransacked. The

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