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

who hired a doctor

him every day was her

was only Kelvin? Even subconsciously, the person he wanted to find and rely on was

Why?

he forgive his promises for

uncomfortable. The seed

see you. Forgive me…

to

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

of him for so many days, and in the end, she

bitterly, stood up, and moved

to Kelvin

stuttered about “shares,” Cheyenne seemed to

“What shares?”

she never known about

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

glared at him and muttered under

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

Something was off!

she saw Grandpa, although his complexion was a bit yellowish and showed symptoms of

damaged, the heartbeat slow,

she could guarantee recovery within a week. But if it

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

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

stayed silent, her beautiful face turning dark, serious and contemplative while deep in

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

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

a short-sleeved top that revealed a patch of fair

suddenly disliked the large

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