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.

care of him at

hired a doctor for

for him every day was her father,

was only Kelvin? Even subconsciously, the person he wanted to

Why?

forgive his

The seed of hatred broke through the soil and grew into a

me… My

match up to Kelvin, let

Emelia was aware of. One reason her father

days, and in the end, she

Emelia smiled bitterly, stood up, and moved to the

to

stuttered about “shares,” Cheyenne seemed to

“What shares?”

she never known

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

muttered under

she used two slender fingers to touch

Something was off!

although his complexion was a bit yellowish and showed symptoms

forcibly damaged, the heartbeat slow, and he appeared

recovery within a week. But if it was

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

due to congestion

beautiful face turning dark, serious and contemplative while

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

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

short-sleeved top that revealed a patch of fair skin

some reason, Kelvin suddenly disliked the

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