She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 146: What's Going On? Vincent indeed had a pile of letters in his hands, the earliest one dating back to the first month their whole family left the mansion, while the latest was from the week before they decided to return home.

The address had changed at least ten times, indicating that they had been constantly on the move for years. There was no animosity between father and son, and old Mr. Foley spent most of his talone in the large Foley mansion. He longed for company and family, and having children around him. When Vincent handed him that stack of letters, even the once dominant business tycoon from his younger years couldn't help but soften a bit in his heart.

"You must be Emelia," old Mr. Foley said as he looked at the girl before him with tears streaming down his face. "I remember when your dad took you away when you were just over three years old - so small! And now you're all grown up." Since the Foley family had several generations of boys, having a girl like Emelia was a rare occurrence, making her the darling of the entire Foley family.

Old Mr. Foley doted on her the most, even placing Kelvin behind her in his affections.

He saw Kelvin as the future head of the family and business empire while Emelia only needed to grow up happily without any pressure.

Emelia was now almost twenty-three years old, an age at which most people had graduated from college and started their careers.

However, she traveled around with her father and, barely completing high school, didn't continue her education. Instead, she had been helping her father manage the store.

"I miss you too, Grandpa," Emilia cried as she hugged him tightly with tears streaming down her face. “I still remember how much you loved buyingcandy when I was little." "It's my fault," old Mr. Foley lamented through tears. “I should have sent someone to find you guys earlier." Turning towards Joe who stood nearby, he ordered, “Take Emilia upstairs and make sure everything is ready by today." "Yes," Joe replied promptly before leading Emilia away.

Everyone around them seemed overwhelmed with emotions except for Kelvin who sat calmly observing them all with dark eyes full of curiosity mixed with detachment - why were they crying? No matter if it was because of a reunion or out of grievance, Kelvin couldn't understand why they were crying and found it ridiculous.

Corey also shed two tears in sync with his father, but when he turned to see Kelvin sitting motionless beside him, he couldn't help but elbow him.

He whispered softly in Kelvin's ear, “Even if it's just acting, you should at least have a normal reaction." However, Kelvin's cold reply left Corey speechless. "Then tellwhat kind of reaction is normal? Like you? Shedding tears when you can't even cry?" "Or hating the other person for making your wife beca vegetable yet still choosing to forgive him generously? Sorry, I can't do that." "Kelvin, you..." He was mocked by his son for being hypocritical, wasn't he? Corey furrowed his sharp eyebrows; after all, Kelvin was his son. How could Kelvin speak to him like this? Just as the conflict between father and son arose, Franklin's voice sounded and his eyes glinted with kindness as he looked over. "So this is Kelvin! It has been twenty years since we last met; you look exactly like when you were young." Kelvin nodded lightly and hummed a word from his nose without parting his lips. "Mmm." His distant and aloof attitude made Franklin feel uncomfortable inside; Franklin paused for a moment before bursting into laughter.

"This really is Kelvin! You've always been quiet and cold since childhood. I heard that now the Foley Group is managed solely by yourself - truly young and promising!" "Vincent, in the future, you need to learn enterprise management from your elder brother properly and do not cause trouble for him, okay?" Vincent, who was called out, took a step forward and walked up to Kelvin. He extended his left hand in a gentlemanly manner.

"Kelvin, please guidein the future," he said politely.

Kelvin glanced at him nonchalantly and reluctantly extended one hand. "Of course." "You guys chat; I have something else to attend to upstairs." After speaking, he got up from the sofa and headed towards the second-floor bedroom. As he walked, he pulled out a clean handkerchief and meticulously wiped his fingers one by one.

It was as if he had touched something dirty, and he was cleaning himself thoroughly.

This action didn't escape the notice of the person behind him.

Vincent's smile on face stiffened obviously with hatred flashing through his down-turned eyes momentarily.

"Grandpa, does Kelvin not like us? His eyes were so cold just now, it's scary," Emelia tugged on the old man's arm, her bright eyes blinking as tears quickly filled her eyes.

"No, no. Your big brother just has a serious case of OCD which is why he acts that way. He's always been reserved and doesn't express himself much since he was young. Don't worry too much about it.” "You all go upstairs and rest for a bit. Cback down for dinner when it's ready." Following orders, Joe immediately led the three who just cback up to the second floor. Franklin chose to stay in his old room from twenty years ago.

Although he had left for almost two decades now, old Mr. Foley still had people cleaning his room every day and kept everything exactly how it was before.

Vincent's room was across from Kelvin's with a study and two guest rooms in between them.

As for Emelia, she used to live with her mother when she was younger so O she never had a room of her own.

Now, she immediately chose Cheyenne's room and insisted on staying there. Joe looked troubled as he said, "Lady Emelia, please pick another room instead. This one... no this won't do." "Why not? No one else is living here right? I love this decoration style; pink and girly - totally my style," Emilia replied stubbornly.

"This is... this used to be where the former mistress lived," Joe hesitated before revealing the truth Former mistress? Emilia knew about Kelvin getting married but didn't they already get divorced? Why should they keep this place reserved for someone who wasn't even part of the Foley family anymore? "I don't care! She isn't part of our family anymore anyway! I like this room and Grandpa will surely approve my request to stay here." Emilia acted sweetly in front of old Mr. Foley but showed an entirely different side behind closed doors - selfishness at its finest! Joe felt extremely troubled by what happened; what could he possibly do?

"Lady Emelia, if you really like this decoration style, then we can another empty space can find have someone decorate another area similar to your liking instead?"

The commotion quickly caught Kelvin's attention, and his voice, Mike that of a demon in hell, suddenly rang Π in their ears. "What's going on?"