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 her,

a doctor for him

one preparing medicine for him every day

the person

Why?

his promises

more uncomfortable. The seed of hatred

me… My shares, shares for

even match up to Kelvin, let alone this outsider,

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

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

stood up, and moved

gave her place to Kelvin

Foley stuttered about “shares,”

“What shares?”

she never

you about this later;

and muttered

two slender fingers to

Something was off!

complexion was a bit yellowish and showed

his meridians seemed forcibly damaged, the heartbeat slow, and he appeared as fragile as

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

Thirteen Needles, it would

claim that old Mr. Foley had merely fainted due to congestion in the brain was a complete

her beautiful face turning dark, serious and contemplative while

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

Cheyenne’s slender shoulder, and his thick fingers exerted force, causing her to inhale sharply and bite her red lip. Her

short-sleeved top that revealed a

some reason, Kelvin suddenly disliked the large hand on her

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