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

hired a doctor for him was her brother,

preparing medicine for him every day was

the person he wanted to find and

Why?

forgive his promises

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

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

even match up to Kelvin,

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

for so many days, and in the end, she couldn’t even compare

bitterly, stood up, and moved

to Kelvin and

Mr. Foley stuttered about “shares,”

“What shares?”

had she never known

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

muttered under

she used two slender fingers to touch

Something was off!

was a bit yellowish and showed

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

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

with her mastery of the Thirteen Needles, it

due to congestion in the brain

face turning dark, serious and contemplative while

grabbing Cheyenne’s shoulder. He angrily shouted, “What’s going

rested on Cheyenne’s slender shoulder, and his thick fingers exerted force, causing her

a

disliked the large hand on

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