She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

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.

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

you are just too calm. But don’t be afraid; I will always stand by your

holding up a long piece of apple peel, offering

thickness, continuous and

Foley was rendered

child, did she really think

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 five years, and it seemed that

wandered to

let me peel

“Don’t bother me!”

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

from him, slightly pouting her

to himself that he enjoyed watching her. However, once he entered work mode, it was as if he had an automatic filter installed, blocking out all external noise, including Cheyenne. After the assistant finished reporting

The carving technique was exquisite, resembling ancient artworks seen in

showcased his skills, and each appearance brought a masterpiece. Rumored to be a man in his fifties or sixties, it couldn’t possibly be the same person, as Miss Lawrence was only

assistant. As for the apple, he couldn’t remember if he threw it away

apples again, he was momentarily stunned,

Cheyenne, don’t peel anymore. I can’t eat

I’m only halfway

choose to stop. Subconsciously, she wanted to carve on the apple again. When she made a decisive

was her body’s

than a thousand apples to practice this skill. How could she forget it so

she quickly changed the direction of the blade, attempting to carve