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?”

understand. Alright, you should go back now and not disturb

back the empty bowl, showing obvious disdain. “Don’t bother making such a terrible soup in the future. It’s a waste of ingredients and

walked away. Emelia, with a flushed

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

the end of the second-floor corridor, dim lights spilled down, enveloping the man’s figure, creating an inexplicably oppressive atmosphere. The faint

arrival of Emelia, the man spoke softly. “How did it

appeared just in time and stopped me, preventing me from

is

the darkness, a hint of doubt appeared on Vincent’s face. He had inquired about it

trip, but it was for a small project

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 time, he would have to find

crisp sound of metal collision

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

on his back was minor, just superficial scratches from shattered

crimson light had streamed in through the transparent French windows, casting a warm and

copper bells emitted a pleasant and melodic tinkling sound. The innocent and jolly expression on

that Kelvin would hang such a cute and almost

she looked at his peaceful sleeping face again,

soft, black satin pillowcase contrasted against his somewhat fair complexion. His thin profile, deep-set eyes that were tightly closed under thick, curled lashes, a high nose bridge, and slightly pale lips. In this

the seemingly invulnerable