She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 327: Granduncle

The sudden turn of events shocked everyone in the room.

Vincent stared at the silver needle embedded in the bedpost, his expression dark and uncertain, his gaze growing deeper.

Adrian, on the other hand, glanced at the bloodstain on his own face, turned around, and, with a smile, raised both his hands to remove his large black hat. He revealed a familiar face.

The menacing look in his eyes from earlier had been diluted somewhat by this smile, and he now looked like an ordinary elderly man you’d meet in a park or on the street, radiating warmth.

“Cheyenne, my dear niece, you’ve kept me in the dark quite,” he said with a kind smile. “That needle you just threw, it takes at least ten years to master that level of precision.”

Adrian couldn’t help but wonder about something else, too. Who had really treated Master Iker for his leg condition? Was his brother or grandniece? Until recently, he had never doubted that it was Cheyenne. But after she precisely knocked away his needle and even attempted to graze his hat, the doubt surfaced.

So, he chose to remove his hat, revealing his face, and waited to see how this audacious girl would explain herself.

Cheyenne was taken aback for a moment, cursing Kelvin in her heart for not informing her about her granduncle’s involvement with the Foley family.

Her response needed to be quick.

She forced an apologetic smile and spoke in a sweet and exaggerated tone, “Granduncle? Oh dear, I’m truly sorry. I didn’t know it was you. When I first saw you, I thought you were one of those quack doctors who pretend to know everything.”

further emphasis, “That acupoint is located on the forehead and is an extremely vital pressure point. It’s not often touched in ordinary treatments. If someone accidentally punctures

explanation was meant to send a message to Kelvin as

his intense gaze toward the man claiming to be a “divine doctor.” He scrutinized

but Vincent seemed oddly calm and detached, which struck Kelvin as strange. Vincent’s demeanor

up and have coherent conversations. However, after a couple of days, his condition deteriorated significantly. Now he was barely conscious for an hour

days, there was no sign of improvement in Mr. Foley’s

am about to release congestion in old Mr. Foley, and he will wake up as

appearance disrupted the proceedings

Adrian’s explanation, Emelia, in a fit of anger, rushed up the

harm Grandpa? Get out of the Foley

stronger than Cheyenne, towering over her by more than half a head. With a gentle push, Cheyenne staggered back a few steps, almost colliding

waist, and her back met a warm, solid

enveloped her, bringing a hint of relief to the scorching

and his striking features with raised eyebrows,

a soft voice, he

“Yeah.”

quickly

emptied, Kelvin’s brow furrowed slightly, and he focused

held her waist, the warmth and silkiness in his

Cheyenne had walked up to Emelia, her apathetic almond-shaped eyes calm and