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…”

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 on the sickbed, she

a try. I studied under Madeleine and received the true transmission from my grandfather. I also

The reason they had agreed to let Adrian, the divine healer, treat his father was precisely because of the Edwards

in Cheyenne’s knowledge of the Thirteen

of needles she had brought with her, revealing rows of silver

asked softly, “Granduncle, do you know what the thirteenth

a chance to look at it before it was torn into two pieces. He had the upper half, while the lower half had eluded

confidently, holding a silver needle in her hand. Her lips, painted a vivid red, curled into a charming smile

silver needle quickly pierced the acupoint on 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

needles released at

in amazement as he

silver needles pierced through, creating a

last needle landed in

movements were both graceful and swift, and everyone had been so focused on Cheyenne herself that no one had noticed how she managed to release three silver needles simultaneously. Not even Kelvin, who stood

expressionless face and removed the silver needles. As she withdrew the needle from his shoulder, old Mr. Foley, who had been unconscious, blinked his eyelashes

He was conscious!