She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 571: Grandfather Gives a Stone to Cheyenne

Even Vincent and Corey who were playing chess looked over curiously.

Kelvin furrowed his thick and well-shaped brows and asked in a deep voice, "What is this?"

Old Mr. Foley, with a mysterious and unreadable expression, gave a response, "You don't need to know what it is. You just need to give this to Cheyenne."

Give it to Cheyenne! Why should he?

Emelia felt an overwhelming jealousy. She had been back for so long, and besides pocket money, she had received nothing. Yet Cheyenne, an outsider, got shares and now a mysterious gift. How could she not be jealous? After all, she was the only female member of the Foley family, but why did everyone treat an outsider better than her?

Kelvin grabbed the box in his hand and reluctantly opened it for a glance.

Instantly, he furrowed his brow. He found it slightly unbelievable.

Why would Grandfather give Cheyenne a stone that was about the size of a palm?

It looked like an ordinary pebble with no patterns on it.

Just a stone? Now, Kelvin's face turned dark.

Emelia, on the other hand, covered her lips and laughed quietly. She thought that Grandfather doted on Cheyenne so much, but it turned out he only gave her an ordinary stone. It indicated that her value in Grandfather's eyes was similar to that of this stone.

When old Mr. Foley saw his grandson's expression, he blew on his mustache, implying that the young man's eyes were not as discerning as those of an old man like him.

"Alright, this stone is very important. You must deliver it into Cheyenne's hands. It belonged to your grandmother when she was alive, and she held it up until her last moments."

"I believe that only Cheyenne deserves it."

The old man's words seemed sincere, and if it weren't for the fact that the item in his hand was indeed a stone, Kelvin might have been moved by them. He couldn't help but wonder if Grandfather was playing a prank on him or on Cheyenne by making him deliver this seemingly heavy stone.

But in the end, he accepted the somewhat heavy stone.

Foley, I heard there's a gambling stone market in RL District. Perhaps this seemingly ordinary stone

finished speaking, Old Mr. Foley cast a deep gaze at him, his

wonder they say

a bit frightened. After all, old Mr. Foley had never praised

without hesitation, mocked

Richards, you must have read too many melodramatic novels. You should

just a mere assistant, and the other party was the highly

the end, Kelvin left with the stone

took one step up the stairs,

gate of the Foley mansion. Except for Master Vincent, everyone else was filled with shock. "Hello, Old Mr. Foley. I'm Gordon, and this is my identification. You can take

credentials, the four accompanying officers also

indeed the

sat down on the sofa. He turned and called the butler

ask if Mr. Murillo has any important

family is known

or tax evasion. It's quite embarrassing

Mr. Foley, you've misunderstood. It's not about the Foley

Corey's pupils contracted. "Officer, are you mistaken? My nephew is known to be gentle and

go all the way and exploit the situation, hoping to find out more information. Straightening his

that Teagan, the CEO of the Parry Group, died this

his words, Old Mr. Foley immediately turned his head to Vincent. The wrinkles on his aging face revealed

"Vincent, is this true?"

to offer some defense, Gordon was surprised to find

an argument

"Why?"

answers, determined to get to the bottom

he did meet Mr. Parry

argued. More precisely, he hit

He hit him?

something, Emelia covered her lips in surprise and said, "No wonder your eye was bruised when you