Chapter 325: Certain Answer

Cheyenne stood still, lowering her gaze, her thick, fan-like eyelashes casting shadows under her fair eyelids, concealing her hesitancy. She had been angry at her grandfather for drugging her last time, but she couldn't ignore the fact that Old Mr. Foley had treated her like a true granddaughter during her three years at the Foley Mansion. Her heart softened a bit. She looked up again, her gaze cold and piercing as she stared at Kelvin. "Wait for me. I need to go home to get my silver needle." When she said this, it meant that she had agreed. Kelvin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He had expected Cheyenne to give him a hard time, considering his previous actions, which were quite unforgivable. But she didn't. She calmly followed Kelvin and got into his luxury car. In the past, she had always enjoyed sitting close to him in the car, pretending to lean against his shoulder and refusing to move when the car turned. She would chatter incessantly about which restaurants serv