Chapter 266: Return The Oil Painting


    Chapter 266: Return the Oil Painting


    That scene became a vivid memory that Kelvin would never forget for the rest of his life, forever


    etched in his mind.


    Since then, no matter how much his mom hit or scolded him, he refused to create oil painting again.


    Many years passed. When Cheyenne used her birthday as an excuse to ask him to paint her a


    picture, he reluctantly painted her portrait despite feeling ufortable about it.


    After finishing the painting, Kelvin immediately regretted it. Why did hepromise just because it


    was her birthday? He was never one to be soft-hearted.


    As memories faded away, four yearster, the painting appeared before him once again but this


    time as a gift from another man presented like treasure in front of Cheyenne.


    Upon learning that Kelvin was the artist behind this painting, Omari''s expression turned cloudy.


    He had struggled toe up with a brilliant idea to delight Cheyenne, but in the end, he


    inadvertently assisted his romantic rival instead...


    Would Cheyenne soften just because Kelvin painted this picture?


    Thinking about this made Omari turn around immediately and cast a cautious look towards


    Cheyenne with hopeful eyes.


    "Cheyenne... I didn''t know Mr. Foley painted this picture. Let me return it back to him and I''ll get you


    another one next time."


    Omari''s voice trailed off as he handed over the oil painting with gritted teeth towards Kelvin while


    shing an especially bright smile on his handsome face.


    "Mr. Foley! What a coincidence! I didn''t know you were the artist behind this piece! Here you go...


    now everything is settled."


    Omari had nned on doubling up on what he paid for. But since he let slip how much money he


    spent earlier in front of Cheyenne, he would let Kelvin pay the original price.


    "Hmm," replied Kelvins nonchntly as he took the oil painting from Omari''s hands and ced it


    aside on the sofa without any furtherment.


    Omari was rendered speechless. ''That''s all?'' He supressed his anger in Cheyenne''s presence.


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    He wondered if cursing out loud was appropriate right now?


    "Alright, it''s almost dawn. I don''t have time to listen to you guys discussing irrelevant things here.


    Mr. Foley, what brings you here sote at night? Just say it."


    Iker''s coldness was no less than Kelvin''s, but Iker had a hint of killing intent in his indifference. After


    all, he had experienced the battlefield and every move he made was resolute.


    As the topic was changed, Cheyenne''s gaze left the painting and fixed on Kelvin.


    Her eyes misted over with tears as she curled her lips, snorted and sat defensively beside Omari.


    Her movement caused her dress hem to rise slightly, revealing round and fair knee skin that


    glistened like snow. Her slender calves below were even more enticing.


    His gaze dimmed as his handsome face drooped slightly while his fine hair covered up any


    emotions in his eyes that went unnoticed by anyone else.


    "My grandfather''s condition has worsened again," he said as he sat down opposite Cheyenne on


    the sofa without hesitation.


    At these words, Omari and Iker quickly nced at each other; thetter didn''t say anything but


    looked disdainful with an upturned lip corner.


    Omari spoke out directly, "I sympathize greatly too; old Mr. Foley is someone whom I admire."


    "But Mr. Foley," continued Kelvin coolly, "you have no reason to look for Cheyenne anymore since


    she has nothing to do with you now. How about this? I know quite a few medical experts in my


    circle; shall I introduce two of them for you?"


    Kelvin appeared sincere and sympathetic which would make most people grateful if they were


    ordinary folks.


    However, Kelvin wasn''t one of them. "Thank you very much, Mr. Lara, but you''re not qualified to


    speak for her."


    As soon as those words came out Kelvin''s mouth, the atmosphere became tense.


    Omari felt a sudden surge of anger that left him shaken, ready to speak but finding his voice


    disappearing in his throat.


    "I..."


    He wasn''t qualified? Then Kelvin wasn''t qualified either! Kelvin was already Cheyenne''s ex-


    husband now! An ex-husband meant someone who belonged in the past. So what right did he have


    now to require Cheyenne to treat old Mr. Foley''s illness?


    How despicable!


    The tension between them grew thicker, and from their indifferent gazes, Cheyenne seemed to see


    countless flickering mes. She couldn''t help but frown slightly before ring at both men fiercely.


    "Enough! Mr. Lara, I''ll make the decision on this matter myself. Kelvin, I''ve told you many times that


    Grandpa''s illness is serious and he needs rest. How have you been taking care of him?"


    Yes, she had said it before.


    Countless times, in fact.


    But after Grandpa had used his sickness as an excuse to trick Kelvin into meeting with her again,


    he no longer believed her.


    So much so that even after they got married, whenever Cheyenne said anything, he thought she


    was lying and just acting with Grandpa to deceive him.


    "Grandpa hasn''t been feeling well since the day you left. He said he wanted to see you."


    When that day was mentioned, Iker and Omari both looked curious.


    Cheyenne''s face turned red and ck like she was angry. If they asked her now, they might not get


    a good response from her.


    So both men chose to stay quiet without saying a word.


    Cheyenne bit her rosy lips while showing off her pearl-like teeth under the light.


    When Kelvin thought she would mock him; instead she nodded in agreement:


    "I understand. I''ll visit tomorrow. You can leave now; the door is over there!"


    She pointed towards the door without looking at him again after giving him his marching orders.


    Kelvin picked up a picture frame hesitantly but ultimately decided to leave it behind at the Lawrence


    Vi. "This painting is what I owed you back then; let it stay here."


    She sneered coldly, but just as she was about to open her mouth to say "no need", Kelvin spoke


    quickly about another topic to interrupt her thoughts.


    "I saw two suspicious men wearing ck outside your window earlier when I arrived here today... I


    don''t know what they did exactly but one of them wore a ne around his neck with an eagle


    grabbing onto a snake pattern on it."


    "What?"


    "Just be carefultely," Kelvin warned in low tones while looking surprisingly at three people inside


    who changed their facial expressions drastically.