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.

with iron-blooded toughness but

to being trained by old Mr. Foley,

seemed that Miss Lawrence really held a

old Mr. Foley changed into a bathrobe upstairs in his bedroom

family rule forbade running

break this

door and saw that his grandson, who should have been at work, had

you 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 a brief glance

old Mr. Foley who grumbled under

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

gave a simple “ooh”

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

in a submissive tone as if trying not to provoke

at him and asked, “Didn’t you

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 was taking over

explaining, “Oh, Grandfather, I took today off! By the way, how are you

seemed concerned

Mr. Foley didn’t share deep bonds with Vincent as he did with Kelvin, being an elderly, lonely man, he was warmed by Vincent’s words of concern and stroked his hair. “I’m

that he would

only delay the inevitable a

found is a master in

do you

coaxed his grandfather into

files were scattered all over as if they had

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