In the study on the second floor of the Foley mansion, the warm yellow light illuminated the entire room, making it feel cozy and inviting. Old Mr. Foley sat under the light, and even his silver hair seemed to turn golden in its glow. He had a relaxed smile on his face as he looked at the letter in his hand with tears in his eyes.
"Thank goodness, I knew Kelvin wouldn't die. After all, he's my most outstanding grandson," he said through tears.
The letter was sent by Gordon's subordinate and for half a month old Mr. Foley had been fainting frequently due to Kelvin's "death notice." Today was a rare day of clarity for him.
As they say, good news lifts one's spirits; after receiving Chris' message of safety, a hint of redness returned to old Mr. Foley's pale face.
Upon arriving, Emelia noticed an envelope on top of the table at first glance; her eyes lit up briefly before returning to normal again.
"Grandpa, you should take your medicine now," she said gently as she approached him.
Old Mr. Foley instinctively put away the letter on top of the table into a drawer, which he then locked shut.
This series of actions made Emelia feel uneasy inside: Who was he trying to protect himself from?
"Grandpa... what is this thing? Did someone write you a letter? People still write letters these days?"
Old Mr. Foley felt uneasy when asked about it, but pretended not to understand her question. "You must have mistaken it for something else... It's just work reports. By any chance has Vincent returned home yet?"
Kelvin had been missing for over half a month now and Old Mr. Foley wasn't feeling well either during this time period; Corey didn't seem too concerned about company matters despite being the eldest son while Franklin wanted nothing more than taking over but unfortunately very few supported him due to his bad reputation.
He could only let Vincent temporarily act as CEO until Kelvin returned.
Vincent did not disappoint Old Mr. Foley; although not as talented as Kelvin, handled the company business well.
Being the acting CEO for more than half month, Vincent worked overtime every time.
However deep down inside he knew that once Kelvin returned, his position would be given back to Kelvin.
"Grandpa, my brother hasn't come home yet. Since he took over the company, he's been working overtime every day until late at night."
"It's so tiring for him, but I believe things will get better soon."
Old Mr. Foley said as he picked up the medicine Emelia brought and swallowed it in one gulp.
The bitter and astringent medicine made him dizzy and shaky as he took another sip. "The taste of this medicine..."
Why is it different from what he had before?
Cheyenne knew that he didn't like bitter things, so she added licorice to the herbs to balance out the taste.
Emelia lowered her head guiltily and looked at her hands. There was still white powder residue under her fingernails... but no one noticed it in the dim light.
"Grandpa, it's made according to Miss Lawrence's prescription. Maybe the maid made a mistake."
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