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.

of him

hired a doctor for him was

medicine for him every day was her

subconsciously, the person he

Why?

forgive his promises

made Emelia feel even more uncomfortable. The

I finally see you. Forgive me… My shares, shares for

to Kelvin, let alone this outsider,

reason her father instructed her

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

realizing this, Emelia smiled bitterly, stood

place to Kelvin

stuttered about “shares,” Cheyenne

“What shares?”

she never known

to you about this later; let’s

muttered under her

wrist, she used two slender

Something was off!

showed symptoms of a strong liver, it wasn’t to the extent

slow, and he appeared as fragile

joints, she could guarantee recovery within a week.

mastery of the Thirteen Needles, it would take some time for acupuncture treatment and

claim that old Mr. Foley had merely fainted due to congestion in

dark,

approached, grabbing Cheyenne’s

her to inhale sharply

top that revealed a

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