She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 328: Revealing the True Identity

Why force Kelvin to apologize under these circumstances? This would only make them seem in the wrong, wouldn’t it?

Upon hearing this, the man stood still, seemingly ignoring the situation, his terrifyingly deep eyes locked onto her. His gaze was notably serious as he said, “Cheyenne, go treat Grandpa. I’ll protect you, and I dare anyone to touch you.”

The words “I’ll protect you” momentarily left Cheyenne feeling lost. His voice was deep and filled with masculinity, resonating like a bass in her ears. In the past, hearing him say something like that would have moved her to tears. However, time had taught her to grow, but it had also made her heart gradually grow cold, stiff, and numb.

In just a second, Cheyenne returned to her previous indifference and nodded. “Okay.”

She continued, “Old Mr. Foley’s headache is caused by rheumatism, and it has nothing to do with the intracranial congestion Granduncle mentioned. To wake Grandpa, it’s quite simple, just pinch his big toe.” Franklin furrowed his brow in secret; this woman was truly a nuisance. The father and son shared a knowing look and came to the same conclusion – Cheyenne must be eliminated.

Emelia boldly proclaimed, “You don’t understand. Mr. Edwards is knowledgeable and experienced. If he says something is true, it’s much more reliable than what you say. We trust Adrian, the divine healer.” Now, the belief in Cheyenne or Adrian had created a divide within the Foley family, with Corey caught in the middle. His true preference was to trust Adrian, based on age and experience. After all, Cheyenne was just a spirited young person. Plus, he couldn’t ignore the past relationship between Cheyenne and the Foley family, fearing that she might have ulterior motives.

After pondering for a while, he chose to stand by Adrian’s side, looking apologetic as he said to Cheyenne, “Cheyenne, I’m sorry for making you run this errand. I will compensate you next time. You… can go back.”

“Mr. Foley…”

truth, this matter had nothing to do with her, and she didn’t need to make this trip. She could have been completely indifferent to old Mr. Foley’s life or death, and it wouldn’t have offended the branch of the Foley family. However, when she looked at old Mr. Foley, who was struggling for every breath

try. I studied under Madeleine and

someone not in the medical field like him. The reason they had agreed to let Adrian, the divine healer, treat his father was precisely

implied disbelief in Cheyenne’s knowledge

case of needles she had brought with her, revealing rows of silver needles of varying sizes and

asked softly, “Granduncle, do you know what the

concealed beneath his loose black robe subtly clenched. When he had stolen the manual, he didn’t have a chance to look at it before it was torn into two pieces. He had the upper half, while the lower half had eluded him. Could

withdrew her gaze confidently, holding a silver needle in her hand. Her lips, painted a vivid red, curled into a charming smile as she softly

old Mr. Foley’s chest. Then, with two elegant and slender fingers, Cheyenne grasped three silver needles, poised and ready. She used her right foot as the pivot, taking a step to

needles released

pupils dilating in amazement as he

needles pierced through, creating a

the last needle landed

swift, and everyone had been so focused on Cheyenne herself that no one had noticed how she managed to release three

with an expressionless face and removed the silver needles. As she withdrew the needle from his shoulder, old Mr. Foley, who

He was conscious!