She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 390

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?”

you should go back now and not

back the empty bowl, showing obvious disdain. “Don’t bother making

speaking, he turned and walked away. Emelia, with a flushed face

experienced a setback, she naturally had no reason to linger here anymore. She stomped her foot in frustration

second-floor corridor, dim lights spilled down, enveloping the man’s figure, creating an inexplicably oppressive atmosphere. The faint glow from the cigarette butt in his hand emitted a

man spoke softly. “How did it go?

appeared just in time and stopped me, preventing

is injured? He was just on

hint of doubt appeared on Vincent’s face. He had

a business trip, but it

involved at all. So it 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

Kelvin’s room, the crisp sound of metal collision echoed as the

clot clung to the bullet casing, accompanied by a small piece of decaying flesh, forming a blurry

his back was minor,

transparent

on the window, swaying in the evening breeze. The copper bells emitted a pleasant and melodic tinkling sound. The innocent and jolly expression on the dolls’ faces inexplicably brought a moment of

such a cute and

at his peaceful sleeping face again, Cheyenne

closed under thick, curled lashes, a high nose bridge, and slightly pale

for eight years, it was the first time Cheyenne realized that the seemingly invulnerable

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