Chapter 334: A Pampered Girl

He coldly replied to her words, his deep-set eyes showing no hint of pity, only endless chilliness.

Grandpa was right; how could Abbie have the nerve to come to the Foley mansion? After all, she was the one who had killed his and Cheyenne’s child. If it weren’t for the fact that she was his lifesaver, Kelvin might have killed her long ago.

As for why Grandpa didn’t like her? She knew that too.

In front of Grandpa, displaying her wealth was like teaching a tycoon how to make money.

Grandpa had been a poor boy when he was young. Before marrying Grandma, he had a first love, a girl from a wealthy family. They were separated because the girl’s parents disliked the poor and loved the rich.

Since that day, Grandpa vowed to become a superior person. He did it, rising from a man with nothing to the center of power.

Later, when he felt he could start a retirement life, he retired. He made the Foley family become the richest one in Akloit.

Old Mr. Foley, in his youth, was a ruthless and decisive person with deep calculations. Having seen countless people, he could easily see someone’s character just by a glance.

So, he was well aware of what Abbie was thinking and plotting against.

However, he was old now, and as long as it wasn’t too much, he could choose to turn a blind eye.

In the second-floor bedroom, knowing that old Mr. Foley hadn’t eaten enough, Cheyenne sat in the chair opposite him, casually picking up an apple. With a graceful and steady hand, she used a fruit knife to peel the apple.

curly eyelashes cast a shadow on her face. Her fair face appeared indifferent, while her movements were

are just too calm. But don’t be afraid;

up, holding up a long piece of apple peel, offering it to

thickness, continuous

Mr. Foley was

think he could be

second apple to peel. She did it quietly and seriously, as if the thing in her hand wasn’t an apple, but a work of art. The scene was static but exceptionally harmonious and warm. Grandpa lay on the bed, eating apples while watching TV. She moved her long and beautiful fingers slowly, not blinking. Kelvin’s footsteps unconsciously lightened, afraid of disturbing the two. Involuntarily, he also thought about whether Cheyenne had accompanied Grandpa like this when he wasn’t around. He had known her for

mind wandered

let me peel

“Don’t bother me!”

sorry, I disturbed you. You’re busy, I’ll wait for you

the sofa away from him, slightly pouting her red lips, earnestly peeling an

beautiful, her clean and delicate charm captivating the attention of onlookers as she sat there peeling apples. Kelvin admitted to himself that he enjoyed watching her. However, once he entered work mode, it was as if he

carving technique was exquisite, resembling ancient artworks seen in pictures. Even the assistant couldn’t help but praise, “Miss Lawrence’s technique is similar to that of a famous artist I’ve seen, but

masterpiece. Rumored to be a man in his fifties or sixties, it

dismissed the assistant. As for the apple, he couldn’t remember

months later, seeing Cheyenne peeling apples again, he was momentarily stunned, recalling the assistant’s

anymore. I can’t

I’m

started, she wouldn’t choose to stop. Subconsciously, she wanted to carve on

her body’s

all, it took more than a thousand apples to

had made a mistake, she quickly changed the

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