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 her,

hired a doctor for him was

one preparing medicine for him

the person he wanted to find and

Why?

he forgive his promises

more uncomfortable. The

see you. Forgive me… My shares, shares

up to Kelvin, let alone this

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

diligently and selflessly taken care of him for so many days, and in the end, she

smiled bitterly, stood up, and moved to

place to Kelvin

Foley stuttered about “shares,” Cheyenne seemed

“What shares?”

had she never

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

at him and muttered under her breath, “Who

Foley’s wrist, she used two slender

Something was off!

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

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

joints, she could guarantee recovery within a week. But if it was in the meridians, it would

the Thirteen Needles, it

to congestion

turning dark, serious

frustrated Franklin approached, grabbing Cheyenne’s shoulder. He

slender shoulder, and his thick fingers exerted force, causing her to inhale sharply and bite her

a patch of fair

some reason, Kelvin suddenly disliked the large

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