Upon hearing old Mr. Foley mention Cheyenne, Kelvin’s aversion towards her disappeared, and his voice became unusually gentle.
Beneath his long and thick eyelashes, his deep-set eyes were filled with undissipated affection and longing. “Cheyenne already knows about my disfigured face, and she doesn’t mind.” There was even a hint of smugness in his tone. What’s up with that?
After coming back to his senses, old Mr. Foley’s excited voice nearly lifted the roof off. “What? You’ve already seen Cheyenne?”
Ever since the explosion accident, Kelvin’s death was announced, and Cheyenne went missing. It had been almost four months since old Mr. Foley last saw that girl.
He hadn’t been able to gather any information about her either. However, he had a faint sense that she must still be alive, just unsure why she hadn’t contacted him yet.
Kelvin instinctively closed his eyes and moved his head slightly to the side, waiting for his grandfather’s voice to calm down before calmly answering his question. “Yes, she’s in Jostrana now. We’ve met.”
Thinking of her and the child in her belly, a never-before-seen tenderness appeared on Kelvin’s face beneath the mask. His eyes and brows softened.
Old Mr. Foley hadn’t noticed this change in his grandson, and he merely complained innocently, “Then why didn’t you bring Cheyenne back?”
Did Kelvin not want to? It was just that Cheyenne still had things to do.
“After things are sorted out here, I will bring her and the child back.” This was his wish and his promise to his grandfather.
“Hold on a second…”
“What… What did you just say? She and… a child? Did I hear it correctly?” Once again, old Mr. Foley felt overwhelmed with excitement. This time, it was even more surprising than hearing that Kelvin was alive. His heart felt like it was going to burst out of his chest.
With his eyes shining brightly, he stared at the man in front of him as if he wanted to see through him completely. In response to his grandfather’s expectant gaze, Kelvin smiled gently and nodded his head.
In a deep and clear voice, it resounded in old Mr. Foley’s ears. “Yes, Cheyenne has been pregnant for six months. After her things in Jostrana are resolved, I will let her stay with the Foley family for the childbirth.”
Old Mr. Foley became energetic and spirited upon hearing this piece of good news.
A loud laughter echoed through the living room, reaching even the garden where the lawn was being trimmed by the servants. Everyone assumed that the old master was so happy because the young master had come back to life, and they all showed joyful smiles.
“Haha! Really? This is truly wonderful!”
“Today is truly a joyous day for the Foley family! A double joy!”
While mumbling to himself, old Mr. Foley stood up from the couch and raised his hand, intending to call the butler Joe.
“Someone, bring the car! I’m going to visit the baby store. We need to prepare everything, from formula to toys.”
“And also, the nursery. Yes, we’ve been planning to decorate a nursery for a long time now, but there hasn’t been any progress. Now we can put it back on the agenda.”
However, he quickly realized that there wasn’t enough time. If they were to renovate now, it would still take at least half a year before it could be inhabited. According to Kelvin, Cheyenne was already six months pregnant and would give birth in at most three months…
Thinking about it, he glared at Kelvin with some annoyance, like a petulant child. “It’s all your fault. I suggested preparing a nursery a long time ago, but you said it was unnecessary.”
“Now what are we going to do when Cheyenne comes back?”
Kelvin’s lips twitched as he listened. Ever since he told Grandpa about Cheyenne’s pregnancy, every word Grandpa uttered revolved around the child and her. Where was his place in all of this?
“She will be staying at my villa. When the renovations here are done, she can come over too.”
Well, he’ll just have to reluctantly make the trip then.
“Hmph, bring her back first before saying anything. Leaving your wife and child in Jostrana, and you have the audacity to come back?”
He gave his grandfather a cold, disdainful look, thinking to himself, “I’ve hurried back because I heard about your serious illness.”
If he had known that Old Mr. Foley was just putting on a weak act and was still full of vigor, he wouldn’t have left Cheyenne all alone and returned.
As for the Foley Group, he could rebuild it from scratch if needed!
But life doesn’t work that way, does it?
The two generations stared at each other, sighing in resignation. In the doorway of the hall, a figure that had arrived not long ago stood in the cold wind for a while. The north wind chilled his clothes, but it couldn’t compare to the coldness in Vincent’s heart.
Inside the house, the warm and harmonious atmosphere of the grandfather and grandchild enjoying each other’s company made him feel like an unnecessary outsider. After all, he was also a part of the Foley family, wasn’t he? Why was Grandpa only doting on his older brother?
Now that Cheyenne was pregnant, Grandpa would surely be even more determined to transfer his shares to Kelvin. In the end, Kevin would have fifty-eight percent of the shares, securely placing him in the position of the CEO.
No, he couldn’t let Kelvin live, and he definitely couldn’t let that wicked woman Cheyenne successfully give birth to the child. He had let him escape last time, considering it lucky. But this time, he would personally take care of it.
“Kelvin, treasure these few good days you have on this earth,” Vincent’s smile twisted into a sinister expression. His normally gentle and deep-set eyes now resembled venomous cobras, striking fear in anyone who looked.
“Mas… Master Vincent, why aren’t you coming in? It’s so cold outside…” Joe, who had just finished a phone call, accidentally bumped into Vincent standing at the door and couldn’t help but wonder why he wasn’t going inside. He didn’t pay much attention before, but it seemed like he saw Vincent smiling earlier.
In fact, Vincent smiled often, warm and gentle, so there shouldn’t be anything surprising about it. But Joe was certain that Vincent’s smile just now was different-it felt uncomfortable.
Sensing someone’s presence, Vincent immediately composed his expression. His ability to change his demeanor was impressive.
In the span of a second, he effortlessly transitioned between various expressions.
“Oh, it’s Joe. It’s nothing. I just saw the scene where Grandpa and my brother reunited, and it was touching.”
“The wind is strong outside, Master Vincent. Be careful not to catch a cold. Please come in.”
“Alright, thank you, Joe.”