Chapter 396: High Blood Pressure

Cheyenne laughed coldly, her lips curling up in a mocking smile as she gave him a piercing look. “Don’t bother, Mr. Foley. It’s better if we see each other less in the future.”

With that, she pushed Kelvin’s hand away and turned to leave. Just as she reached the doorway, Cheyenne paused for a moment and looked back. Kelvin’s heart skipped a beat, thinking that she still cared for him, that there was still reluctance in her heart…

“Oh, by the way, a friendly reminder. Be careful of the people around you, especially Master Vincent. Goodbye.”

“Wait.”

Kelvin’s voice suddenly came from behind, and then a towering figure enveloped her within its shadow. She looked up and met a pair of deep-set eyes.

Just as she was wondering what he was up to, Kelvin suddenly bent down, kneeling on one knee. His warm hands lifted Cheyenne’s delicate foot, and he put on a pair of flat, apricot-colored slippers for her. At this moment, he seemed like a considerate gentleman.

“Kelvin!” She wanted to dodge.

But Kelvin held on tightly, his deep voice tinged with magnetism, “Don’t move. If you’re going to leave, you should at least wear your shoes.”

It was the second time.

This was the second time he helped her put on her shoes, the first time being at the banquet.

Cheyenne couldn’t help but feel her emotions in disarray.

After putting on the shoes, she hurriedly turned around and left without looking back, hobbling away with a slender figure.

Thud.

and Cheyenne could hear

a glass. She pretended not to hear

gaze continued to fixate on her from behind, causing Cheyenne

a particularly eye-catching figure. Caught sight of someone approaching, the smile on the old man’s face quickly receded. With a “snap,” he closed the magazine and threw

you’re awake. Are you hungry? What would you like to eat? I will have

she suppressed the sour emotions in her heart. She glanced with a teasing look at

is on the higher side. It’s better to avoid those things until you recover. I’m afraid your liver heat will flare up… Drink more

lying with his eyes wide open, “Oh, I was just curious

days… The moral fabric is in decline! In our time, everyone

worry, from now on, I will keep an eye on him. Even if

I saw you

creeping up his back, spreading from the soles of his feet to his scalp. His body felt weak and numb,

dark and handsome face, commanded Joe, “Prepare a car to

struggled to suppress his smile, restraining the

turned to prepare

thanked him, “Thank you for your hospitality, Grandpa. Take care of yourself. I’ll be going now.” Even the obtuse old Mr. Foley sensed that something

shrimp, and she didn’t dare to linger for a

she said this, she followed behind Joe

leave, standing foolishly by the

at Kelvin, who was still standing in place. “You brat,

age of eight to eighty

to him. His other hand was casually placed in his pocket as

nearby, “When you clean, pay attention to the corners and under

“Yes, sir.”

are Grandpa’s treasures. It’s not

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