She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 390: Welcome a New Member

An old, stern voice sounded from behind the two.

Both of them turned their heads to look and saw old Mr. Foley, supported by Joe, slowly ascending from the first-floor hallway with his cane.

His sharp gaze fixed on Emelia as he reached out and snatched the soup from her hands, drinking it all in one go.

“Grandfather…”

She stared at her empty hands in disbelief, about to say something, but actually, the soup… well, it wasn’t that good.

Old Mr. Foley immediately regretted his impulsive actions. What kind of strange taste was that soup? Spicy and sweet… But to avoid losing face in front of his granddaughter and to maintain his composure as an elder, he gripped his cane tightly and coughed.

“Kelvin and Cheyenne have finally reunited. Don’t bother them. Maybe our family will soon welcome a new member, you know?”

As he spoke, his eyes curved into a smile, as if he could envision his chubby great-grandchild, radiating a brilliant and suffocating smile.

Emelia pouted in dissatisfaction and spoke ill of Cheyenne.

“Grandfather, how could my big brother reconcile with his ex-wife again? Even if it’s not Miss Berry, there are many other eligible daughters of noble families, why must it be Cheyenne?”

things you don’t understand. Alright, you should go back now and

brow, the old man spoke and then handed her back the empty bowl, showing obvious disdain. “Don’t bother making

turned and walked away. Emelia, with a flushed face of anger, remained

had no reason to linger here anymore. She stomped her foot in frustration and

corridor, dim lights spilled down, enveloping the man’s figure, creating an inexplicably oppressive atmosphere. The

arrival of Emelia, the man spoke softly.

appeared just in time and

the person in the darkness, puzzled. “Vincent, why did you ask me to check if Kelvin is injured? He was just on a business trip. What could have happened to him!” Besides, when

a hint of doubt appeared on Vincent’s

but it was for a small

was puzzling why Kelvin would spend three days on it. And to top it off, he was staying with Cheyenne… This made Vincent skeptical and made him consider sending Emelia to investigate further. If it didn’t work this

Kelvin’s room, the crisp sound of metal collision

blood clot clung to the bullet casing, accompanied by a small piece of decaying flesh, forming a blurry mass. Cheyenne then noticed an additional

his back was minor, just superficial scratches

had streamed in through the transparent French windows,

in the evening breeze. The copper bells emitted a pleasant

imagined that Kelvin would hang such

peaceful sleeping face again, Cheyenne couldn’t help but space

soft, black satin pillowcase contrasted against his somewhat fair complexion. His thin profile, deep-set eyes that were tightly closed under thick,

that the seemingly invulnerable Kelvin