Chapter 17: Sleeping At My ce
Chapter 17: Sleeping at My ce
The descendants of the Edwards family were court physicians and became famous herbal medicine
merchants over thest two centuries.
As members of the Edwards family, almost everyone knew about medicine and medical science.
However, Layne gave birth to a foolish daughter, so Adrian thought he would pass on his medical
skills to his granddaughter Cheyenne.
But Cheyenne imed that she didn''t know anything about medicine. This was strange indeed.
It seemed that Layne had kept his medical skills to himself. Adrian decided that he needed to pay
Layne a visit soon.
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Watching Granduncle''s face turn from purple to contemtive, Cheyenne spected about his true
identity.
"Okay then, since you don''t know how to do it. I won''t force you. How is your grandfather doing
these days?"
After exchanging pleasantries for a while longer, Cheyenne couldn''t sit still anymore and kept
looking at the Rejuvenated Herb in front of her.
"Granduncle... can I take this herb with me?" she asked finally.
At this point, Adrian noticed Granduncle''s face contort slightly as if in pain before he replied weakly,
"Take it."
Cheyenne smiled brightly at him and said, "Thank you so much! You''re so generous! May you live
long and prosper! Come visit us sometime!"
Adrian just stared silently at them both...
''The girl had a sweet mouth and knew how to talk her way out of things, but I didn''t want to hear it
right now. Just go!''
As they emerged from the private room, almost everyone had left the empty lobby. The shadows
grew longer and darker.
Only two spotlights in the corner were still on, illuminating their surroundings.
The man sat with his legs crossed on a chair, his ck suit blending into the darkness like a lonely
ice sculpture. He exuded an icy coldness that made it feel like winter hade early.
His deep-set eyes were fixed on the figures standing at the stairs while his hands clenched into fists
beside him.
She was smiling happily despite being less than half a meter away from that man. She seemed to
have no shame at all.
"Cheyenne, it''ste now. Let me take you home," Omari said.
But Cheyenne ruthlessly rejected him: "No need. Your house is inpletely opposite direction
from mine."
"Well, then why don''t you just stay at my ce? I have plenty of rooms and you can sleep wherever
you want - even my bed," he said withughter that cut through the dimness around them like a
hunter luring its prey.
Kelvin also heard what he said and looked deeply into Cheyenne''s face; although he couldn''t see
her expression clearly, her fair hand resting on Omari''s arm was very eye-catching indeed.
"I''m not going, your house may be nice, but I don''t like it."
"Cheyenne, you''re so heartless to leave me alone."
Wait a minute, why does his tone sound like that of a man who wants to getid!
The image of the two of themughing and talking shed before Kelvin''s eyes. An unnamed anger
spread through his heart as he became more convinced that Cheyenne had had a backup n
before their divorce.
It was always only the women that Kelvin didn''t want!
Sensing the cold and murderous gaze staring at her, Cheyenne couldn''t help but look around.
She met with a pair of familiar eyes straight away.
The light shone on half of the man''s face; his full forehead, high nose bridge and tightly pursed lips
outlined a perfect curve.
Thebination of his cold profile and perfect features were like scenes from a movie - timeless
and profound.
... Kelvin?
Why hasn''t he left yet?
With one hand in his pocket, he walked towards Cheyenne with long strides.
Seeing this, Omari immediately stood in front of Cheyenne with protective posture.
"What do you want?"
"Get out."
Kelvin stared at Cheyenne with an icy gaze, his expression unfriendly. Omari''s face changed and he
couldn''t possibly make way for him.
"What makes you think you can tell me to get lost? I''m here to protect Cheyenne now. She doesn''t
want to see you, so you should be the one leaving!" As a topwyer, Omari had met many
influential people before. But Kelvin''s strong presence made him feel a bit intimidated.
"Cheyenne, I need to talk to you about something. Tell your little boyfriend here to leave! Otherwise,
I can''t guarantee what might happenter."
Boyfriend? When she heard this word, her heart sank. Was that how he saw her?
She turned and shed a sweet smile at Omari and patted his shoulder gently with her fair hand as
she spoke softly, "Omari, wait for me outside."
"Well..." Omari still looked somewhat uneasy as he nced at Kelvin but eventually nodded in
agreement.
"I''ll wait for you outside. If he tries anything harmful towards you, just call me out."
"Okay."
''The way they talked to each other sounded so intimate...'' Kelvin thought.
Before turning around, Omari gave the man a re and whispered in his ear as they brushed past
each other, "If you dare to bully Cheyenne, I''ll make sure you regret it." The warning was only
audible to the two of them.
Kelvin remained unfazed as he watched Omari pass by him. Hepletely ignored the warning
and focused on restoring calm in the lobby.
In the dim lighting, Cheyenne stood facing Kelvin with her arms crossed and a lightugh escaping
her lips. "What does Mr. Foley want to talk to me about? Aren''t you afraid your significant other will
get jealous of us staying here alone?"
As she taunted him, Kelvin instinctively furrowed his brow but maintained his cold demeanor. After
almost a second of silence, he spoke up. "So how much do you want?"
Cheyenne burst into exaggeratedughter at his question while lightly tapping her arm with her
fingers like a little vixen tempting its male fox. "What? You mean how much for one night?"
"Cheyenne!" His angry voice rang out in her ears as he turned away from the light revealing an
expression full of darkness.
How could she stoop so low?
"Oh sorry! My mistake," Cheyenne replied calmly despite his anger. "Don''t be mad, Mr. Foley; if
that''s not what you''re asking for, then don''t waste my time with my little boyfriend."
Compared to Kelvin''s fury, Cheyenne appeared unusuallyposed and even emphasized the
word "boyfriend".
Her yful demeanor made Kelvin''s restrained anger burst out, and he reached out and grabbed
her fair wrist.
"Don''t leave!"