However, now his grandpa had changed his mind, and he wanted a smartphone. Because his old-style phone couldn’t allow him to like andment on Cheyenne’s posts. This was something wealthy people could easily aplish, and in fact, Kelvin had wanted his grandfather to switch to a smartphone a long time ago.


    He had purchased it, but his grandfather had refused to change, so it was kept in the study. It happened toe in handy.


    Kelvin didn’t have Cheyenne’s Twitter ount. Not to mention Twitter, even their phone numbers were blocked, and they deleted each other on Line on the day of their divorce. Kelvin could only imagine the scornful look in old Mr. Foley’s eyes as he handed him the smartphone. “You really don’t know anything. Forget it, I’ll find it myself.”


    He found the popr post and nced at thements. Then he angrily eximed, “It annoys me! Kelvin, take a look.”


    He tossed the newly acquired smartphone into Kelvin’sp. Kelvin caught it steadily, and when he looked at the screen, his usually expressionless face showed a trace of anger.


    His eyebrows furrowed, and he tried to persuade, “These are baseless rumors. Grandfather, you’re still recovering, so don’t worry about these things.”


    As he spoke, old Mr. Foley’s temper red up even more. He crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it at Kelvin, hitting him in the chest. “You’re still daring to say that I’m worrying? Look at what they’re saying, it’s so insulting!”


    “All because of you. ‘Abandoned aristocrat’? In my opinion, it’s your fault for not being good enough for her.”


    Kelvin was rendered speechless. Did he really deserve such ridicule?


    After venting his anger, old Mr. Foley quickly calmed down. He realized that dealing with the issue was more important than arguing with this blockhead. “Alright, stop standing there. Hurry up and teach me how to create a Twitter ount.”


    Kelvin had a Twitter ount, but it was mainly managed by thepany’s public rtions department. He didn’t need to handle these trivial matters, as the personal image of an entrepreneur was the best brand for thepany. His Twitter ount contained just one photo from his wedding and the infamy from their divorce. The rest consisted of dailypany press conferences and business cooperation information.


    However, when Kelvin logged into his Twitter ount today, he saw hundreds of messages, all inquiring about the insider information regarding his divorce from Cheyenne. Kelvin selected all of them and cleared his inbox without responding to a single message.


    He then helped his grandfather create a Twitter ount and raised his eyes, asking expressionlessly, “Grandfather, what username do you want?”


    “Can’t I use my real name?”


    “Oscar Foley?”


    “Get lost! How can you call my full name?”


    old Mr. Foley pondered for a moment, stroking his chin in thought. Suddenly, he remembered the TV series Cheyenne had been watching, “The Umbre Academy.”


    “I’ve got it!” he eximed with excitement, pping his thigh. “My username will be… Sir Reginald Hargreeves!”


    “Alright, I’ll set it up,” Kelvin sighed quietly while setting up old Mr. Foley’s Twitter ount. He also linked it to his secondary bank card.


    “Grandfather, here you can find what you like. This section lists the top 100 trending topics. To return to your homepage, ess your wallet, favorites, albums, or post updates, just use these icons.”


    He had to keep his instructions brief as he needed to attend an importantpany meeting. The rest could be taughtter when he got home.


    However, Kelvin would soon regret why he had created a Twitter ount for his grandfather…


    Before Kelvin could return, his grandfather had already mastered Twitter and had even gained more followers than Kelvin. old Mr. Foley primarily wanted to support Cheyenne, so he wasn’t particrly interested in trending topics. He opened a specific post and left ament in the discussion.


    Sir Reginald Hargreeves: “Hello, everyone. I am Oscar Foley, Chairman of the Foley Group and the grandfather of Cheyenne and Kelvin.”


    Netizens quickly identified this user named “Sir Reginald Hargreeves.”


    Comments flooded in:


    “Are you really the grandfather of Akloit’s wealthiest man?”Content provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    “Scammer! Mr. Foley is so aloof; how could he have a grandfather?”


    “If Kelvin doesn’t have a grandfather, where did hee from? Your logic is wed. I believe that this elderly person is indeed old Mr. Foley.”


    “Shocking! Grandfather, can you tell us if Cheyenne is really like that? I love her appearance… I hope it’s not true.”


    Old Mr. Foley waved his hand and gave ten thousand to thest person who liked Cheyenne.


    A sudden windfall of ten thousand? The user named “Leek,” didn’t understand what had happened until she found an extra ten thousand in her ount, which was equivalent to her two months’ sry.


    And it was given by this mysterious “Sir Reginald Hargreeves.”


    Leek: “Thank you, Grandfather! You’re so generous to give me ten thousand! @Sir Reginald Hargreeves.”


    Netizens: “What’s going on?”


    Sir Reginald Hargreeves: “You’re wee! I’m here to rify the truth. The divorce between Cheyenne and Kelvin is not as the rumors say.”


    “It’s my grandson who is mismatched and not good enough for Cheyenne. Cheyenne has been very filial in the Foley family for the past three years, and I consider her like my own daughter.”


    “She is too naive, refusing to take a single penny and taking all the me upon herself. It’s those wicked-hearted people who target her.”


    “To support Cheyenne, I’ve decided tounch a Twitter giveaway. It will start tomorrow at 9 AM. Eight lucky participants will share two million. To participate, all you need to do is praise my granddaughter Cheyenne in thements below.”


    Finally, old Mr. Foley posted am adorable emoji of seven children.