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.

taking care of him at home was

who hired a doctor for him was her brother,

for him

Kelvin? Even subconsciously, the person he wanted to find

Why?

he forgive his promises

more significant blow made Emelia feel even more uncomfortable. The seed

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

up to Kelvin, let alone this outsider,

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

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

Emelia smiled bitterly, stood up, and moved to the

to Kelvin and

Mr. Foley stuttered about “shares,” Cheyenne seemed to

“What shares?”

had she never

“I’ll talk to you about this later; let’s

muttered under her breath, “Who

old Mr. Foley’s wrist, she used two slender

Something was off!

time she saw Grandpa, although his complexion was a bit yellowish and showed symptoms of a strong liver, it

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

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

Thirteen Needles, it would take some time for

that old Mr. Foley had merely fainted due to congestion in the brain was a complete lie! Why would he

silent, her beautiful face turning dark, serious and

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

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

short-sleeved top that revealed a patch of

some reason, Kelvin suddenly disliked the

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