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

had lived seventy years with iron-blooded toughness but never apologized

being trained by old Mr. Foley, all he got was

that Miss Lawrence really held a

into a bathrobe upstairs in his bedroom when suddenly there came

couldn’t help but furrow his brows because the Foley family rule forbade running

break this

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

Did you forget some files?”

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

Mr. Foley who grumbled under his breath: “How

there! Can’t you see your grandfather standing here? It’s impolite to leave

around, gave a simple “ooh”

hand, and when he saw that old Mr. Foley was getting angry, he took

Vincent said in a submissive tone as if trying not to provoke any more

Mr. Foley quickly looked up at him and asked, “Didn’t you go to work

because he lacked diploma, many subordinates were unhappy with him for getting promoted so easily. But he didn’t care about

supporting old Mr. Foley towards his bedroom, explaining, “Oh,

this household, only Vincent seemed concerned about

didn’t share deep bonds with Vincent as he did with Kelvin, being an elderly, lonely man, he was warmed by Vincent’s words

chance to propose that he would find a doctor for old

they could only delay the inevitable a little

is a master in his field. With him

doctor do you

much and coaxed his grandfather into agreeing to meet with the doctor. His smile deepened

scattered all over as if they had been ransacked. The man was rummaging through everything trying to

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