An old, stern voice sounded from behind the two.
Both of them turned their heads to look and saw old Mr. Foley, supported by Joe, slowly ascending from the first-floor hallway with his cane.
His sharp gaze fixed on Emelia as he reached out and snatched the soup from her hands, drinking it all in one go.
"Grandfather..."
She stared at her empty hands in disbelief, about to say something, but actually, the soup... well, it wasn't that good.
Old Mr. Foley immediately regretted his impulsive actions. What kind of strange taste was that soup? Spicy and sweet... But to avoid losing face in front of his granddaughter and to maintain his composure as an elder, he gripped his cane tightly and coughed.
"Kelvin and Cheyenne have finally reunited. Don't bother them. Maybe our family will soon welcome a new member, you know?"
As he spoke, his eyes curved into a smile, as if he could envision his chubby great-grandchild, radiating a brilliant and suffocating smile.
Emelia pouted in dissatisfaction and spoke ill of Cheyenne.
"Grandfather, how could my big brother reconcile with his ex-wife again? Even if it's not Miss Berry, there are many other eligible daughters of noble families, why must it be Cheyenne?"
"Emelia, there are things you don't understand. Alright, you should go back now and not disturb your big brother and sister-in-law from conceiving their baby."
With a furrowed brow, the old man spoke and then handed her back the empty bowl, showing obvious disdain. "Don't bother making such a terrible soup in the future. It's a waste of ingredients and harmful to people's health."
As he finished speaking, he turned and walked away. Emelia, with a flushed face of anger, remained in place. Did her soup really taste that... awful?
Having experienced a setback, she naturally had no reason to linger here anymore. She stomped her foot in frustration and turned to leave, carrying the empty bowl.
At the end of the second-floor corridor, dim lights spilled down, enveloping the man's figure, creating an inexplicably oppressive atmosphere. The faint glow from the cigarette butt in his hand emitted a subtle red light.
Seeing the arrival of Emelia, the man spoke softly. "How did it go? Did you see anyone?"
Disappointedly, Emelia shook her head and sighed dejectedly. "Grandfather appeared just in time and stopped me, preventing me from disturbing them."
Then, she raised her fair face and looked at the person in the darkness, puzzled. "Vincent, why did you ask me to check if Kelvin is injured? He was just on a business trip. What could have happened to him!"
Besides, when did Vincent start showing such concern for Kelvin's safety?
In the darkness, a hint of doubt appeared on Vincent's face. He had inquired about it with the company.
Kelvin was indeed on a business trip, but it was for a small project worth a few million.
The big boss like him didn't have to be involved at all. So it was puzzling why Kelvin would spend three days on it. And to top it off, he was staying with Cheyenne... This made Vincent skeptical and made him consider sending Emelia to investigate further. If it didn't work this time, he would have to find another opportunity.
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