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?”

are things you don’t understand. Alright, you should go back now and not disturb your big brother and sister-in-law

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

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

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

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

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

appeared just in time and stopped me, preventing

fair face and looked at 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.

a hint of doubt appeared on Vincent’s

a business trip, but it was

Kelvin would spend three days on it. And to top it off, he was staying with Cheyenne… This made Vincent

of metal

bullet casing, accompanied by a small piece of decaying flesh, forming a blurry mass. Cheyenne then noticed an additional hole on Kelvin’s arm. She had squeezed out the putrid flesh from his arm, cleaned up the pus and blood, and reapplied the

wound on his back was minor, just superficial

through the transparent French windows, casting a warm and cozy ambiance

bells emitted a pleasant and melodic tinkling

such a cute and almost

his peaceful sleeping face again, Cheyenne couldn’t help

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 state,

time Cheyenne realized that the seemingly invulnerable Kelvin was nothing more than an ordinary person. He