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 was

for him every day was her father,

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

Why?

forgive his promises

Emelia feel even more uncomfortable. The seed of hatred broke

see you. Forgive me… My shares, shares

couldn’t even match up to Kelvin,

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

care of him for so many days, and in the

realizing this, Emelia smiled bitterly, stood up, and

her place to Kelvin and

Mr. Foley stuttered about “shares,” Cheyenne

“What shares?”

had she never known

coldly, “I’ll talk to you about this later; let’s see how Grandpa

glared at him and muttered under her breath, “Who

two slender fingers

Something was off!

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

heartbeat slow, and he appeared as

guarantee recovery within a week. But if it was in the

Needles, it would

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

stayed silent, her beautiful face turning dark, serious and contemplative while

and a frustrated Franklin approached, grabbing Cheyenne’s shoulder. He angrily

force, causing her to inhale sharply and bite

a short-sleeved top that revealed a patch

suddenly disliked

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