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.

him, Chris couldn't help but stifle a laugh and said, "Mr. Foley, I heard there's a gambling

Foley cast a deep

wonder they

voice was somewhat gloomy, making Chris feel a bit frightened. After all, old Mr. Foley had never praised

hesitation, mocked

too many melodramatic novels.

and refrained from speaking further. After all, he was just a mere assistant, and the other party was the highly esteemed lady of the

end, Kelvin left with the

he took one step up the stairs, an uninvited

appeared at the front gate of the Foley mansion. Except for Master Vincent, everyone else was filled with shock. "Hello, Old Mr. Foley. I'm Gordon, and this

police credentials, the four accompanying

were indeed the

greeted them and they sat down on the sofa.

ask if Mr. Murillo has any important business with

family is known

evasion. It's quite embarrassing for the police to suddenly show up at

apologetically replied, "Old Mr. Foley, you've misunderstood. It's not about the

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

purpose, Gordon decided to go all the way and exploit the situation, hoping to find

of the Parry Group, died this morning at around six o'clock." "And someone saw Master Vincent quarreling with Mr. Parry at the café

turned his head to Vincent. The wrinkles on his aging face

"Vincent, is this true?"

was

an argument at the

"Why?"

gaze was intimidating, pressing for answers, determined to

did meet Mr. Parry at the café and they had

met, and we argued. More precisely,

He hit him?

surprise and said, "No wonder your eye was bruised when you came back yesterday.