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.

taking care of him at home was

hired a doctor

one preparing medicine for him every day

Grandpa’s mind, there was only Kelvin? Even subconsciously, the

Why?

his

made Emelia feel even more uncomfortable. The seed of hatred broke

Forgive me… My shares, shares for

even match up to Kelvin, let

of. One reason her father instructed her to take care of her grandpa was

selflessly taken care of him for so many days, and in the

realizing this, Emelia smiled bitterly, stood up, and moved

place to Kelvin and Cheyenne,

Mr. Foley stuttered about “shares,” Cheyenne

“What shares?”

had she never known

coldly, “I’ll talk to you about this later;

him and muttered under her breath,

Mr. Foley’s wrist, she used two slender fingers to touch and contemplate

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

bone joints, she could guarantee recovery within

Needles, it would take some time

due to congestion in the brain was a complete lie! Why

beautiful face turning dark,

passed, and a frustrated Franklin approached, grabbing Cheyenne’s

slender shoulder, and his thick fingers exerted force, causing her

short-sleeved top that revealed a patch of fair skin marked with bruised

Kelvin suddenly disliked the

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