Chapter 205: Your Lady Is Over There


    Chapter 205: Your Lady is Over There


    Cheyenne didn''t want to waste any more time with the scumbag couple, so she sweetly stepped


    forward and took old Mr. Foley''s arm. "Grandpa, it''s chilly outside. Let''s go in."


    "Okay, okay! I''m so happy that you came to see me. Come on, I have your favorite mango pudding


    cake prepared at the party. I had the butler specially make it for you."


    Joe, who had been standing behind them all along, gave Cheyenne a faint smile and respectfully


    bowed his body. "Mrs. Foley, it''s been a long time."


    Cheyenne nodded her head at him and responded softly, "Uncle Joe, please call me Cheyenne


    from now on. I''m no longer yourdy anymore. Your newdy is next to your young master over


    there; don''t call her by mistake."


    Joe remained silent.


    Old Mr. Foley listened with regret; it seemed that Kelvin really hurt Cheyenne.


    She was someone who knew what she loved and hated; saying this meant that she was kicking her


    grandson out of her world - not a good sign.


    Kelvin coldly looked at Cheyenne with icy eyes as his heart suddenly sank into sharp pain mixed


    with anger.


    He couldn''t say anything back.


    Emelia brightened up and quickly went over to hold Abbie''s hand like sisters do while coquettishly


    saying, "Abbie, don''t be sad! Grandpa is just joking around with you! Come on in together with me!


    You''re Kelvin''s sweetheart after all - no one can rece you even if some people have thick skin!"


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    Her sudden move made Abbie feel confused since Emelia had appeared like an enemyst time


    they met but now acted like another person entirely different today.


    However, her words seemed to please Abbie. Thetter was feeling rather awkward and unsure


    whether to stay or leave, but now she was reluctant to go. Yet staying would be equally


    ufortable, especially since old Mr. Foley didn''t seem to wee her. If Kelvin didn''t step in and


    insist, she might indeed be the clown of this evening''s event.


    After standing there for several minutes without any sign of action from Kelvin, Abbie began to feel


    anxious. She had prepared a special gift tonight to please old Mr. Foley, and she believed it would


    surely amaze everyone and help mend the situation.


    Kelvin kept his eyes fixed on Cheyenne, but she showed no reaction whatsoever. Even when she


    heard Emelia say that Abbie was his sweetheart, she didn''t appear surprised at all. She just


    shrugged as if it didn''t matter to her.


    He remembered when they first got married, his secretary at the office was a woman and Cheyenne


    had been jealous for a long time.


    Helpless, Kelvin had to rece all the staff in the CEO''s office with men.


    She was so happy that she made him breakfast with her own hands. He told himself that he did it


    not because he cared about Cheyenne''s feelings, but because male employees were more efficient


    than female ones.


    After pleasing him for three days, Cheyenne gave herself up and resumed herzy sleeping habits.


    However, her domineering attitude of not allowing him to look at other women remained unchanged.


    She was indeed heartless. She could truly cut tiespletely if she imed not to care!


    Kelvin was too preupied with Cheyenne''s attitude to notice the changing nces directed at


    Abbie from the people around.


    The future Mrs. Foley, an incredibly prestigious title, was about to change hands. Of course, they


    needed to curry favor.


    After being away for two or three months, as she stepped back into this familiar ce, memories


    reyed in Cheyenne''s mind like scenes rewinding in a movie.


    On this couch, Kelvin had covered her with a nket. On that coffee table, he read documents while


    she did her homework. In the hallway on the second floor, beneath a painting of Mona Lisa, she had


    gave her first kiss.


    Although the process wasn''t particrly romantic. He had kissed her out of frustration. Her lips had


    swollen for several days afterward, and she had been too embarrassed to go to school.


    There were too many memories like these; they were all in the past. The future wasing and she


    had to move forward without thinking about Kelvin or those good or bad memories.


    Cheyenne pretended unaffectedly sitting next to old Mr. Foley while wearing ck professional


    attire which made people think she was either his bodyguard or subordinate. She looked out of


    ce among all these elegant clothes.


    At this moment Emelia, walked in holding Abbie''s hand and sat down on old Mr. Foley''s left side,


    deliberately cing Abbie near Kelvin and diagonally across from where Cheyenne sat.


    Meanwhile Vincent wandered around during the banquet making many people reacquaint


    themselves with him.


    Old Mr. Foleyughed a lot and asked, "How have you beentely?"


    Cheyenne sat upright, cutting elegantly into steak with knife and fork and showing off proper


    etiquette.


    Kelvin remembered that Cheyenne used to not eat steak like this. She found it too troublesome and


    always asked the chef to cut it up for her before bringing it out. When he took her out to a Western


    restaurant, she stabbed the whole steak to eat it, which drew countless sneers from others.


    As the CEO of the Foley Group, he had such a vulgar wife. Kelvin was disgusted and felt


    embarrassed by her behavior.


    But now as he watched Cheyenne eat the steak skillfully and effortlessly ording to his standards,


    he couldn''t help but feel a twinge of bitterness in his heart.


    How many men had she gone out with before learning how to behave like this?


    Little did he know that Cheyenne only acted that way because she wanted to be herself in front of


    him. She wanted them both to live without restraint and just enjoy themselves.


    However, all of that seemed crude and vulgar in Kelvin''s eyes.


    "I''m doing great! I''ve made quite a few friends. I''ll bring them over one day so Grandpa can meet


    them too," Cheyenne said cheerfully.


    Upon hearing this, old Mr. Foley immediately felt a sense of crisis and jokingly asked, "Are they


    male or female?"


    Cheyenne used her fork to pick up a piece of beef and brought it to her lips. Her vibrant red lips


    parted slightly, revealing pearly white teeth. She elegantly bit into the beef, chewing slowly.


    With a slight, closed-lip smile, she replied, "Male."


    To stimte his grandson, old Mr. Foley pretended to be happy while internally feeling like


    exploding. "Great! Bring them over one day so I can help you pick which one is most suitable for


    you."


    Wait... Was he trying to set up Cheyenne with someone else?


    Not only was Cheyenne stunned but even Kelvin paused mid-action.


    "Screech-" The sudden noise drew everyone''s attention, and they all turned to look. It turned out


    that the sound wasing from Emelia.