Chapter 329: Stubborn

There was only one possibility – she had truly mastered the final stage of the Thirteen Needles!

Layne’s eyes gleamed with greed as he stared at the graceful figure before him. He put on a fake smile.

“Indeed, you’re a young talent. Cheyenne, you genuinely intrigued me. What exactly is the final stage of the Thirteen Needles?”

Behind his “casual” question, Layne concealed a burning curiosity.

However, Cheyenne, upon hearing this, furrowed her brows. Her crescent-shaped eyes sparkled with mischief as she intentionally prolonged the suspense.

“Well, Granduncle, you suddenly asked me to explain, and I don’t know how to put it. It’s quite simple; I glanced at the content, thought about it in my mind, and just went for it. In fact, this is my first time using it.”

She spoke in a flat tone, tinged with a hint of disdain.

Little did she know that Adrian was on the verge of being exasperated, almost fainting right there.

He tried to find a trace of falsehood in Cheyenne’s eyes but failed. Those eyes were too pure and clear; they didn’t seem like she was lying.

A hoarse, broken sound suddenly echoed in everyone’s ears. Old Mr. Foley unconsciously uttered words.

“Grandpa! You’re awake?”

Emelia wiped away tears and rushed to the bedside, eagerly getting close to hear old Mr. Foley’s voice.

He mentioned Kelvin!

“Kelvin…”

In an instant, Emelia’s fair face froze for a second, then a sarcastic and cold smile appeared.

one taking care of him at home was

doctor for him was her brother,

medicine for him every day was her

Grandpa’s mind, there was only Kelvin? Even subconsciously, the person he wanted to

Why?

his promises for

even more uncomfortable. The seed of hatred broke

you. Forgive me… My shares, shares for you…

couldn’t even match up to Kelvin, let alone this

a fact Emelia was aware of. One reason her father instructed her to take care of

selflessly taken care of him for so many days, and in the end, she couldn’t even compare to Cheyenne,

bitterly, stood up, and

to Kelvin and Cheyenne, this

stuttered about “shares,” Cheyenne seemed to

“What shares?”

never

this

muttered under her

wrist, she used two slender fingers to

Something was off!

was a bit yellowish and showed symptoms of a strong liver, it wasn’t to the extent of such

seemed forcibly damaged, the heartbeat slow, and he appeared as fragile as a broken porcelain

the skin and bone joints, she could guarantee recovery within a week. But

the Thirteen Needles, it would take some time for acupuncture treatment

congestion in the brain was a complete lie! Why

beautiful face turning dark, serious and contemplative while deep

passed, and a frustrated Franklin approached, grabbing Cheyenne’s shoulder. He angrily shouted, “What’s going

his thick fingers exerted force, causing her to inhale sharply and bite her red lip. Her

a short-sleeved top that revealed a patch of

suddenly disliked the large hand on her

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