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.

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

lived seventy years with iron-blooded toughness but

to being trained

seemed that Miss Lawrence really held a special place in

old Mr. Foley changed into a bathrobe upstairs in his bedroom when suddenly there came urgent footsteps

rule forbade running around

dared break

who should have been at work, had

back? Did you forget some files?”

was a meticulous and reliable person who rarely made mistakes like that. Kelvin didn’t answer his

angered old Mr. Foley who grumbled under his breath:

grandfather standing here? It’s impolite to leave without saying hello,” scolded old Mr.

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

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

submissive tone as if trying not to provoke any

him and asked, “Didn’t you go to work

a supervisor, but because he lacked diploma, many subordinates were unhappy with him for getting promoted so easily. But he

explaining, “Oh, Grandfather, I took

seemed concerned

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 fine.

propose that he would find a doctor

there was no cure. At best, they could only delay the inevitable a little

in his field. With him

do you trust

his grandfather into agreeing to meet with the doctor. His

books and files were scattered all over as if they had been