She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 495: Grandfather’s Disappearance

The room was covered in blood and signs of a struggle, indicating that a recent murder had taken place here. The black-robed man was from TWILIGHT. The bloody handprints on the wall stirred up old Mr. Foley’s memories of past tragedies, causing him to clench his cane and mutter under his breath, his white beard trembling with each word.

Kelvin’s attention was solely focused on Cheyenne, so he didn’t hear what his grandfather said behind him. He paused for a second before walking towards Cheyenne.

He wrapped his warm arms around her shoulders from behind and used his broad chest to support her as he whispered her name with concern.

Cheyenne remained unresponsive like a wooden doll as tears rolled down her cheeks and soaked into Kelvin’s shirt collar. The colors around them seemed to darken unevenly as she bit down hard on her pale lip before finally breaking down in sobs.

“Grandpa… I can’t find Grandpa!”

She searched the entire villa including the basement but couldn’t find any trace of him anywhere. His phone went unanswered, and no one in his workplace had seen or heard from Layne for ten days. Since Cheyenne’s disappearance, he had gone to work.

Kelvin watched closely as Cheyenne cried silently; it broke his heart. Now he realized that even strong people like Cheyenne could be like a helpless child at times like this.

He held onto her tightly with both hands while trying to comfort her. “Cheyenne, everything will be okay! Trust me; Grandpa is safe somewhere else. There is no body here. It means he was taken away.” Kelvin’s analysis gave Cheyenne hope again; she raised her head suddenly with tear-filled eyes shining brightly with anticipation. “Is what you’re saying true?”

Even if it wasn’t true, she hoped Kelvin would nod anyway.

“It must be,” replied Kelvin firmly while holding back tears himself. “Maybe Grandpa is waiting for us just like Mr. Owen did before we saved him! You have to stay strong because crying won’t solve anything.” His words helped lift up Cheyenne’s spirits again; her tears stopped flowing immediately.

Determination and hopefulness about finding her grandpa filled her eyes.

her sleeve

is the President’s personal doctor. They must be interested in the

need to pull myself together and

that moment, Cheyenne returned to her former self,

He lifted his hand and

of eyes off guard. Omari held a piece of broken cloth

glanced at Kelvin before walking over

your mind instead of being all lovey-dovey! Cheyenne, look

evidence he had discovered to both of them

how Kelvin felt at this moment; she quickly took what Omari handed over and opened it up to take a look inside. There were several lines, circles and small triangles on

but everything else was confusing jargon

handwriting… but what

take out something like this

then, old Mr. Foley walked up from behind everyone else and took a glance

never thought old Mr. Edwards would

seemed

Yes!

hinted underground in the Foley mansion’s

where he saw his grandpa along with several mysterious men

of broken cloth, there were mysterious and strange patterns drawn on

caught by his grandfather