Chapter 73: Kelvin Visits the Todd Mansion

Kai had little impression of Kelvin. Old Mr. Foley, Kai's former boss, had retired, but his influence remained. Therefore, Kai personally greeted Kelvin upon his arrival. Kai's knowledge of Kelvin came primarily from newspapers; the Foley family was one of Chulae's three major economic conglomerates. Conversely, Kelvin's knowledge of the Foleys also stemmed from newspapers, as they were one of Chulae's top three families. Over the years, the Foley family had gradually become the leader among these three. Kelvin deserved considerable credit for this achievement; at twenty-seven, he was remarkably promising.

The Foley family's deep roots in the high-tech industry spanned two generations, with consistent success since the 1990s. In contrast, the Lara family focused on heavy metals and mining. Hayden Lara, the family's current head, was just over thirty, possessing decisive leadership skills rivaling Kelvin's. The Weaver family, primarily involved in agriculture and animal husbandry, held nearly fifty percent of the market share. Uniquely, the Weavers were the only family among the top three headed by a woman, a tradition maintained through generations by taking in sons-in-law.

Miss Julianne Weaver and Emily Davidson, the President's daughter and Iker's former fiancée, were close friends. Emily had ended her engagement with Iker after his disability, causing considerable unrest. Hayden Lara was rumored to be pursuing Miss Davidson vigorously, and Davon was also among her suitors.

Kai's warm greeting impressed Kelvin. "Mr. Todd, you're too kind. This is a small token of my respect," Kelvin said, as Chris presented a gift box from the car. Inside was an 18th-century European firearm, an expensive rarity even two hundred years ago, purchased at auction. Its design was remarkably advanced for its time, though not comparable to modern weapons. Weapon collectors would undoubtedly covet it. Kai's eyes lit up; his passions were weapons and beautiful women—Iker shared the former, while Davon favored the latter.

"Mr. Foley has gone to so much trouble; please come in and sit down," Kai said, instructing his butler to bring tea. After chatting in the luxurious hall, Kai finally understood Kelvin's purpose: a business partnership. Kelvin had divided his family's business between himself and Davon. Erica, a trusted finance graduate, managed the company's affairs, leaving Kai unaware of Davon's decision to terminate the contract with the Foley Group.

"Mr. Foley, please wait. I'll call Erica and my second son." "Mr. Todd, there's no need to rush. I believe there's a misunderstanding."

Kai planned to keep Kelvin for lunch, intending to assess his character. His twenty-four-year-old daughter would soon return home. An alliance with the Todd family would be advantageous. However, Kelvin's presence with his girlfriend presented a complication. After reflection, Kai considered it feasible; they were merely boyfriend and girlfriend, not married. Persuading Miss Berry to relinquish Kelvin might be possible.

"Mr. Foley, please wait. They will arrive shortly."

At Iker's estate, Cheyenne slept through until mid-morning after last night's rain. A maid knocked, announcing, "Miss Lawrence, are you awake? Master Iker sent clothes."

"Clothes? That stingy guy?" Cheyenne was incredulous, but still accepted a champagne-colored strapless dress. Its intricate design was exceptionally beautiful. The maid confirmed the dress's fit was based on Iker's knowledge of Cheyenne's 38C bust measurement.

Cheyenne's face flushed crimson. "This lingerie was this also his instruction?" The maid denied it.

"Ugh! This jerk! Where is he? I'll give him a beating!" Cheyenne wondered how Iker knew her measurements, suspecting impropriety during her sleep. Her deep sleep was notorious.

The maid stammered, frightened. Then, Iker's cold voice echoed, "My vision is sharp, my predictions 99% accurate. One look is enough."

Iker, impeccably dressed in a white double-breasted suit and red bow tie, appeared in his wheelchair. He sneered, "I'm not as filthy as you think. I'm not interested in you."

Cheyenne was speechless. "That's best, Master Iker!"

"Change your clothes. We have an important guest, and you will be my companion!" Iker commanded.

An important guest? Who could it be?

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