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

doctor for him

him every day

was only Kelvin? Even subconsciously, the

Why?

forgive his

more uncomfortable. The seed of hatred broke through the soil

Forgive me… My shares, shares

couldn’t even match up to Kelvin, let alone this

Mr. Foley had ten percent of the shares, a fact Emelia was aware of. One reason her

of him for so many days, and in the

Emelia smiled bitterly, stood up,

to Kelvin and Cheyenne,

stuttered about “shares,” Cheyenne seemed

“What shares?”

had she never

to you about this later; let’s see how Grandpa

glared at him and muttered under her breath, “Who

wrist, she used two slender

Something was off!

his complexion was a bit yellowish and showed symptoms of a strong liver, it wasn’t to the extent of such

heartbeat slow, and he appeared as fragile

the injury was on the skin and bone joints, she could guarantee recovery

mastery of the Thirteen Needles, it

merely fainted due to congestion in

stayed silent, her beautiful face turning dark, serious

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

thick fingers exerted force, causing her to inhale sharply and bite her red lip. Her expression was

a

some reason, Kelvin suddenly disliked

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