She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 613: Reorganizing the Edwards Family

Not far away, there were the palace buildings and the presidential palace. If Wind Hall was willing to transform it into a guesthouse or a hotel, it could generate billions in revenue every year. Unfortunately, they held on to the compassionate mindset of doctors and never considered selling the house, no matter how poor or difficult their situation was.

Cheyenne's eyes suddenly turned red, and her voice choked. "No wonder Grandpa kept mending his socks and wearing the same clothes for ten years." It turned out, it was all for buying a house for her. As she entered Wind Hall, she was mesmerized by the winding corridor and the beautiful flower gardens.

From a distance, she could smell the familiar scent of medicine. Children in thin coats sat under the eaves, doing their homework. Two old men with silver hair, wearing white raincoats and straw hats, sat by the pond fishing.

In the cold weather, the middle-aged ladies who usually danced for exercise were now sitting on the corridor, cracking melon seeds and knitting sweaters. Cheyenne was completely bewildered. Was this really a clinic? Isn't it supposed to be a cultural and leisure center?

An overweight middle-aged woman sighed with concern and stopped her actions. "Hey, I heard that Wind Hall has a new hall master, Layne's granddaughter. I wonder if she's a fierce person or not." The answer came from another slightly thinner middle-aged woman, with a mocking tone in her words. "Who knows? But it's better for us not to provoke her as she just took office." The others chimed in, "That's right."

"I just don't understand. Even if she's Layne's granddaughter, she's still an outsider. How can we let an outsider take charge?"

After listening to this, Regan laughed coldly, accidentally pricking her finger with the needle, a look of displeasure filled her eyes. "Speaking of outsiders, it's Yvonne who is the biggest outsider!" "She shamelessly followed Layne for so many years without getting engaged or married. She thought she was the mistress of Wind Hall."

"To be honest, she did a lot of meddlesome things during these years, but Wind Hall has been declining year after year."

These cutting remarks reached Yvonne's ears, leaving her heart chilling. She had given up her glamorous life to work tirelessly for their leisurely retirement. Yet, it seemed that she had become someone who merely meddled in their affairs.

The other women also expressed their grievances. "That's right! My grandson wanted to study law, and I wanted to sell that ancient vase to pay for his tuition. But she wouldn't allow it, causing my grandson to rely on financial aid, how humiliating."

"And last time, when a major merchant wanted to buy the stone bridge in front of my house, she didn't let him, and we suffered a great loss."

Cheyenne heard their conversation and couldn't help furrowing her brows. "Yvonne, are they telling the truth?"

Yvonne's eyes were already filled with tears, and Jay puffed up his cheeks in anger. "They're lying! Those things belong to the Edwards family, that's why Yvonne won't let them sell them.

So that's how it is. Cheyenne understood the whole picture.

her slightly cool hand to support Yvonne and whispered, "You've worked hard all these years.

would question her, but she didn't

her eyes welled up

you for believing

had suffered

of Layne and the entire Wind

Bring them

played on her

do such things at all. From his perspective, anything that money could solve was a

front of Cheyenne,

the ancestral hall for a long time, collecting a lot of incense

hearing this, Cheyenne couldn't help

but their Edwards family's was actually being

out a clean blue checkered

flipped

it could be traced

years, there

thousands of people.

her grandfather's branch was the

which meant that the family line had been

restless and rebellious, all unwilling

collateral branches and the chubby woman who

be considered

Edwards family.

were cousins, and Wyatt's family had been considered a collateral