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.

him

doctor for him

medicine for him every day

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

Why?

he forgive his promises

uncomfortable. The seed of hatred broke through

see you. Forgive me… My shares, shares

even match up to Kelvin, let alone

had ten percent of the shares, a fact Emelia was aware of. One reason her father instructed her to take care of her grandpa

selflessly taken care of him for so many days, and

smiled bitterly, stood up,

to Kelvin and Cheyenne,

about “shares,” Cheyenne seemed

“What shares?”

had she never known

about this later;

him and muttered under her

old Mr. Foley’s wrist, she used two

Something was off!

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

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

and bone joints, she could guarantee recovery

Needles, it would take some time for acupuncture treatment

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

dark, serious and contemplative while deep

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

her to inhale

a patch of fair

Kelvin suddenly disliked the large hand on her

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