She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 716: He is Your Brother

"Kelvin..."

Corey stood still, his hazy eyes unexpectedly becoming much clearer. Rain hit his silver-white temples, and his intentionally gelled hair was now disheveled by the storm. Standing in the merciless typhoon on such a cold day, every gust of wind felt like enduring a painful snowstorm with icy blades.

Sizzle...

Clang!

As the blade bore down on his head, he swiftly wielded his sword in defense, using its edge to intercept Sam's powerful strike. The flickering blaze hovered less than five centimeters above his head, the damp scent of singed hair lingering in the air.

Kelvin's pitch-black pupils contracted instinctively, reflecting the dazzling silver-white light, resembling a sky full of stars.

"It seems that you haven't regressed in all these years. Good, you are a worthy opponent."

Hearing his absurd remark, Kelvin retorted without a second thought, "Ridiculous. You think you have the right to choose your opponent?"

With Sam momentarily distracted, Kelvin swiftly raised his leg, aiming a swift kick at Sam's knee, simultaneously shattering his own sword in half with a resounding snap.

"Kelvin, get out of the way!" Corey, disregarding any semblance of composure, shouted, stumbling towards the area where they were engaged in combat. Each step in this raging storm felt like a monumental struggle.

"Mr. Foley, I'll help you!" Chris intended to rush in, when suddenly, a cold metal object pressed against the back of his head, a hoarse voice with a warning tone murmuring, "This is their matter. I suggest you stay put."

He didn't turn around, but from the sensation, he could tell-the object pressed against the back of his head was a gun!

Chris froze, raising his hands in surrender, his feet rooted to the ground. He could only watch in silence as the two figures not far away engaged in a deadly struggle.

Just as Kelvin's sword broke, Sam smirked triumphantly, his own sword poised to strike the man's face. In a critical moment, Kelvin evaded, the sword shattering his mask.

Crack!

The silver, featureless mask cleanly split in half, falling to the rain-soaked ground and quickly filling with water.

Seizing the opportunity, Kelvin seized the remaining half of the blade and struck at Sam's neck with speed, precision, and ferocity.

It was a test to see whose speed would prevail.

Apparently, the advantage lay with the broken sword, just as the blade in Kelvin's hand reached towards Sam's neck.

A clear, commanding voice echoed from the entrance, "Stop, Kelvin. He is your brother!"

The silver stiletto heels were particularly conspicuous in the dark night, the wind billowing the woman's red dress as she dashed forwards, wielding a black-handled umbrella, and arriving in front of Kelvin in a few swift steps.

Thwack!

A loud slap accompanied by a thunderous "boom" echoed in everyone's ears, jolting them. It was deafening.

The silver lightning turned the world from darkness into daylight in an instant. The light illuminated Kelvin's half-burned face, grotesque and horrifying like a ghost from hell.

A sense of murderous intent emanated from him, as if he had crawled out of hell itself.

After delivering this slap, Gracie unconsciously took a step back, closing her eyes and averting her gaze.

His... his face, how did it become like this?

And her fearful reaction stabbed Kelvin's eyes. He clumsily covered his swollen, red face that had been struck.

In a nonchalant tone, he spoke, "Brother? How ridiculous, I never had a brother!"

From the moment Gracie appeared, Corey hadn't taken his eyes off her. A mix of emotions surfaced in his heart.

Yes.

Back then, he and Lucy were childhood sweethearts, but due to various reasons, Lucy became his sister-in-law. When he was at his lowest, Gracie appeared.

This woman was like a deadly poison, exuding a mysterious seductive aura.

And harboring a desire for revenge against his lover, he established a relationship with this woman within a week. After one passionate night, she mysteriously disappeared for half a year.

She reappeared with a pregnancy test in hand.

The descendants of the Foley family couldn't possibly be left outside, so under his father's suggestion, he decided to let go of Lucy and marry Gracie.

After marriage, Corey and Lucy lived

under the same roof, always seeing

each other. Although he resented

her for abandoning him and

marrying someone else, deep down, he hadn't let go of her. Thus, he and Gracie signed a prenuptial

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agreement they would be a

loveless couple.

With Kelvin's birth, he experienced the joy of being a father for the first time.

Conflicted Corey didn't want to hurt his first love, so he suppressed his happiness and treated his wife and son with indifference.

However, Gracie didn't care about his coldness at all. She even started an affair with another man shortly after giving birth, a scene he witnessed as they kissed.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Though they had a prenuptial agreement, Corey, torn by contradictions, wanted to find the man behind her.

For so many years, Gracie had refused to tell him who that person was.

When Kelvin grew a bit older, she even staged a "drama," faking her own illness and pretending to lie in a hospital bed.

As for Lucy, Corey had seen her choose suicide with his own eyes.

She had lived too agonizing a life. A kind and timid woman, she suffered from severe depression after giving birth coupled with the news of Franklin's debauchery outside.

Unable to bear her husband's betrayal, Lucy chose to end her life.

During these years, Corey used the excuse of taking care of his vegetative wife, but in reality, he was searching the world for Gracie's presence.

He wanted to tell her that he had already let go of Lucy a long time ago.

And he hoped she would come back, fulfill her role as a mother, and he would be a good husband.

Now it seems she has been doing well all these years.

And... she doesn't need him anymore!