Chapter 417: Cheyenne, Take Care of Yourself

Kelvin walked into the Foley mansion's grand hall, burdened with worries, not even hearing old Mr. Foley calling out to him. His mind was consumed with thoughts of why Vincent appeared at the hospital, leaving him startled when the old man suddenly appeared in front of him. Old Mr. Foley's face, wrinkled like tree bark, enlarged suddenly, and he stared at Kelvin with wide copper bell-like eyes before making a mischievous face. Kelvin's lips twitched, and he reluctantly pushed the old man aside. "Grandfather, if you don't have anything important to say, you should go upstairs and rest... By the way, is Vincent back?" The old man, bored as ever, ran his hand through his beard and shook his head, sighing. "You boring kid. Cheyenne is much better. She knows how to play along with me. If only I had a young great-grandchild to play with. Too bad you're useless!" He had the audacity to bring up the soup incident. Kelvin gritted his teeth; that soup kept him up all night, feeling both tire