She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

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.

old Mr. Foley could

seventy years with iron-blooded toughness but never

his life due to being trained by old Mr. Foley, all

Lawrence really held a special place in

changed into a bathrobe upstairs in

brows because the Foley family rule forbade running around since they aimed at cultivating

dared break

opened the door and saw that his grandson, who should have been at work, had actually come home. This

come back? Did you forget some files?” he

was a meticulous and reliable person who rarely made mistakes like that. Kelvin didn’t answer his grandfather’s question; instead, he gave him

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

Can’t you see your grandfather standing here? It’s impolite to leave without saying hello,” scolded

those words, Kelvin turned around, gave a simple “ooh” as a greeting,

of his room with a cup of coffee in his hand, and when he saw that old Mr. Foley was getting

tone as if trying not to provoke

at him and asked, “Didn’t you go

to work at the company as a supervisor, but because 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 goal

his bedroom, explaining, “Oh, Grandfather, I took today

Vincent seemed concerned about his health

Vincent as he did with Kelvin, being an elderly, lonely man, he was warmed by Vincent’s words of concern

propose that he would

his illness; there was no cure. At best, they could only delay the inevitable a little longer. Even old Mr. Edwards was at a loss, and

promise you that the doctor I found is a master in his

do you trust

too much and coaxed his grandfather into agreeing to meet with

as if they had