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

doctor

one preparing medicine for him every

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

Why?

his

a more significant blow made Emelia feel even more uncomfortable. The seed of hatred

Forgive me… My

couldn’t even match up to Kelvin, let alone this outsider,

One reason her father instructed her to take care of her grandpa

so many days, and in the end, she

this, Emelia smiled bitterly, stood up, and moved

place to Kelvin

old Mr. Foley stuttered about “shares,” Cheyenne seemed

“What shares?”

never

this later; let’s see how

muttered under her breath,

wrist, she used two slender fingers to touch and contemplate his

Something was off!

yellowish and showed symptoms

damaged, the heartbeat slow, and

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

of the Thirteen Needles, it would take some time

Foley had merely fainted due to congestion in the brain was a complete

dark, serious

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

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

top that revealed a patch

suddenly disliked the large hand on her

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