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.

him at home was

a doctor for

medicine for him every

subconsciously, the person he wanted to find and rely

Why?

he forgive his

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

see you. Forgive me… My shares, shares for you… don’t

even match up to Kelvin, let alone this

percent of the shares, a fact Emelia was aware of. One reason her father instructed her to take care of her grandpa was the ten

so many days, and in the end,

Emelia smiled bitterly, stood up,

place to Kelvin and

about “shares,”

“What shares?”

had she never

you about this later; let’s see how

and muttered under

two slender fingers

Something was off!

saw Grandpa, although his complexion was a bit yellowish and showed symptoms of a

slow, and

guarantee recovery within a week. But if it

her mastery of the Thirteen Needles, it would take some time for acupuncture treatment and

congestion in the

face turning dark,

frustrated Franklin approached, grabbing Cheyenne’s shoulder. He angrily shouted, “What’s going on?

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

a short-sleeved top that revealed a patch of fair skin

disliked the large hand on

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