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

one who hired a doctor

one preparing medicine for him

Even subconsciously, the person he wanted to find and rely on

Why?

his

uncomfortable. The seed of hatred broke through

Forgive me… My

to Kelvin,

reason her father instructed her to take care of her grandpa was the ten percent of shares in

so many days, and in the end,

Emelia smiled bitterly, stood up, and moved to

her place to Kelvin and Cheyenne,

about “shares,” Cheyenne seemed

“What shares?”

had she never

to you about this later; let’s

at him and muttered

Mr. Foley’s wrist, she used two slender fingers to touch

Something was off!

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

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

bone joints, she could guarantee recovery within a week. But if it was in

Needles, it would take some time for acupuncture treatment

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

dark, serious and contemplative while deep

approached, grabbing Cheyenne’s shoulder. He angrily shouted, “What’s going on?

hand 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 marked with bruised

Kelvin suddenly disliked the large hand on

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