She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 101: The Pearl Hair Clip In His Suit Pocket

Chapter 101: The Pearl Hair Clip in His Suit Pocket

At the age of 18, if Emelia Foley were in the country, with her status as the Foley family's lady, she would definitely be one of the top-ranked high society ladies in Akloit.

There would be countless people who admired her.

But now what awaited her was endless work.

After the age of thirteen, her life went from heaven to hell in an instant, all because of Corey and Kelvin.

She hated Kelvin.

It was his mother who had killed her mother, Lucy, and reduced her from the lady of the Foley family to a dishwasher in a restaurant.

Over the past five years, old Mr. Foley had frozen their credit cards in order to force them to come back.

Penniless Franklin could only wander around with his two children, and he was also fed up with the harsh reality.

He was coming back, for the sake of his two children.

Old Mr. Foley was certainly pleased to see such a scene and had someone go to the airport early to wait for them.

Today was the day of the reunion with Franklin and his children.

Corey doesn't hold any grudges against his younger brother for what happened back then. The truth hasn't been uncovered yet, and he doesn't want to think about the worst-case scenario. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

But Franklin harbors a deep hatred towards Corey.

He took his children to another country and didn't want to come back, there were reasons for that.

Now that Franklin had returned, Corey was somewhat happy. After all, they were brothers by blood no matter what.

"Well, it's good to be back. Franklin probably went through a lot with Vincent and Emelia out there."

Old Mr. Foley listened to Corey's sincere words and felt warmth flood his heart.

To be honest, although Corey is unintelligent and lacks ambition, he has a broad mind.

"If you can think like this, I'll be relieved. It's just that Kelvin..."

Kelvin felt that his mother becoming a vegetable was not that simple. He strongly suspected that there was actually a third person present at the time.

Otherwise, how could the surveillance system break down for no reason?

And the person he suspected was his uncle, Franklin.

The story about an inside job is common in history.

His attitude towards that family was very indifferent, even to the point of disgust.

Emelia's most hated person was Kelvin, and at the same time, he was also the person she feared the most.

"I'll try to knock some sense into Kelvin and make him accept their return," Corey suggested.

"Good child."

The Foley Group had a spacious and bright office with floor-to-ceiling windows that were two meters high. The windows were adorned with black curtains and the floors were white.

The stark, opulent decor style, reflected Kelvin's personality - decisive and unyielding.

There was a knocking sound at the door.

The man sitting behind the computer coldly said without even lifting his head, "Come in!"

In the next second, Chris' figure suddenly appeared in front of Kelvin, with a beautiful woman following closely behind him.

She deliberately wore a red dress today, revealing a fair collarbone.

Stepping in silver high heels, with long black straight hair cascading down her back, and lightly powdered, she exuded an elegant and serene temperament.

Carrying a thermos in her hand, she appeared before him with a smile on his face.

"How did you come here?" Kelvin finally lifted his head and gave her a deep glance before quickly retracting it.

In his memory, the only person who could wear red in a way that made her look stunning and captivating was Cheyenne.

As for everyone else, they were just average in comparison.

Abbie was very thin and her face was pale without any color due to her frequent illnesses throughout the year.

Under this extreme red, her aura seemed to weaken instead.

She walked straight to Kelvin's desk and her beautiful eyes scanned his office.

Abbie was extremely happy to see no photos of Cheyenne.

With a rising and gentle voice, she said, "Kelvin, I see that you work hard every day. So I specially made some chicken soup to nourish you."

Kelvin likes to drink chicken mushroom soup because his mother used to love making this soup for him.

After his mother had an accident, only Abbie knew how to make this chicken soup, and the taste is almost identical to what his mother used to make.

Seeing a hint of nostalgia in his eyes, Abbie thought he was reminiscing about the chicken soup she had cooked.

Feeling happy, she immediately unscrewed the thermos and poured it into a bowl before placing it in front of him.

A white and blue porcelain bowl, filled with golden chicken soup and white mushrooms, presents a pleasing sight.

Kelvin picked up the bowl, stirred it with a spoon, and took a sip while bowing his head.

The taste between the lips and teeth was completely different from what he had before.

He took another careful sip.

This chicken soup was a bit too thick... The chicken soup that Abbie made for him before didn't taste like this.

Maybe it'd been too long and he'd forgotten!

Kelvin swallowed the chicken soup in his mouth, enduring the discomfort in his stomach.

The bowl in hand was handed to Chris beside him, "Clean up," he said, "I've got work to do."

"Yes."

Chris held the chicken soup and couldn't help but swallow his saliva as he smelled the strong fragrance.

Abbie noticed that he had stopped drinking and her heart sank a little. Her face lost color.

She had clearly followed the recipe from Cheyenne's notebook, so why did Kelvin stop drinking after just a few sips?

"Kelvin... could you please drink a little more? It's not easy for me to cook it."

Kelvin's eyebrows furrowed with indifference. "I need to handle some documents. Abbie, you can go back now."

"So, what about this chicken soup..."

He was about to suggest that the assistant have a drink, but Abbie had covered the thermos lid.

Laughing, she said, "I'll put it aside for now. You can take it out when you're tired and want to drink."

"Miss Berry, you can temporarily put the soup in the bedroom. There is a microwave there."

Abbie was quite surprised; she didn't expect Kelvin's office to have this.

There was a microwave in Kelvin's office bedroom, which was specifically purchased by Cheyenne for him, in case that he forgot to have dinner or make do with cold leftovers.

Kelvin never paid attention to these details, but now that Chris mentioned it, he suddenly remembered.

That was bought by Cheyenne.

Abbie entered the small bedroom and greedily sniffed the air that was mixed with Kelvin's scent. She surveyed the room and pulled open the wardrobe door.

In sight were black suits on one side and white shirts on the other.

She couldn't help but reach out to touch his suit, fantasizing about being close to Kelvin.

Would he, like other couples, envelop her within his clothing?

However, when Abbie accidentally touched the pocket of his suit, she felt something small and took it out to have a look.

It was a pearl hair clip.

This was not her stuff!

In an instant, Abbie felt another wave of coldness spreading from her feet to her mind, making her feel icy all over.

How could there be a woman's hair clip in Kelvin's clothing pocket?

She continued to search and found not only hairpins but also a small box hidden inside the wardrobe.

She opened it to reveal a set of black lace lingerie, a sultry design.

And the size was not hers.