Chapter 285: Kelvin’s Speciality: The Cold Shoulder

Above seven adorable kids, there were numbers labeled from 1 to 7.

Old Mr. Foley pointed an arrow at one of the cute kids and wrote some words.

[Number One Kelvin Foley, Special Skill: The Cold Shoulder, Instant face darkening.]

Many netizens were curious about who the other six adorable kids were.

[Sir Reginald Hargreeves is so cute! I’m officially a fan. I’m coming for my two million! Time to praise Cheyenne, PS: It’s genuine praise.]

[Holy cow! I’m laughing so hard. Except for Old Mr. Foley himself, who dares to joke about Mr. Foley like this, haha.]

[Why do I feel like Kelvin doesn’t look like a biological child?]

[Two million! Two million! I’m in! Even if I’m illiterate, I’ll grab a dictionary and join in.]

[Grandpa, I’m your child too. Can you give me a little allowance, please?]

frenzy began. The Chairman of the Foley Group, known for his cuteness, stood up for Cheyenne, and the news about the two million Twitter giveaway went viral. And the statement, “My eldest grandson has low IQ,” was a slap in the

acumen was out of their league. He had built a multinational corporation from just one

the internet, technology, securities, department stores, hotels, and

a leader in the

moguls, who were overshadowed by Kelvin, jokingly claimed to have low IQs

Owen only had time to check his phone during the lunch break and was surprised to find people online badmouthing his junior. He

my junior. A great favor deserves a great return. You’ll have a lifetime

to expert consultations, VIP rooms, and premium

eyes. Since you’re Cheyenne’s senior, does that mean you

were born in the same

watched with amusement as these two old men engaged in such a

Owen, a medical heavyweight, was usually very low-key and remarkably scandal-free. Many of his former students were grateful for having such a good teacher, and numerous cured patients were a testament to his expertise. His office

expert, known for his outstanding medical skills and ethics, humorously posted two updates on

the media department. I just logged in today and realized I had an account! They’re quite naughty, didn’t even

post was filled with scientific data, documents, and a lengthy thesis and personal viewpoints spanning over a thousand words. It aimed to refute online claims about Cheyenne using connections and shortcuts. Mr.

Nobel Prize in Biology. At fourteen, she was still in junior high school. Some online rumors painted her

high school teachers wide-eyed, wondering why the school hadn’t made any announcements about such a significant achievement. As for Cheyenne herself, she didn’t utter a word about it, simply enjoying

development. That’s why we decided to quietly nurture this hidden talent.

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