The news of the engagent between the Wexler family heiress and the Crawford family young master quickly spread back ho, and everyone heard that the two families were engaged and had a remarkably good relationship.
The dostic reporters seized on this news and reported it extensively, even saying that the Wexler and Crawford families would move their companies to the dostic market.
The people of Serenford all knew that Grandeur had dominated the scene for years; these two families were clearly here to snatch business away.
They wanted to see how President Quinn would react, yet everyone waited for a long ti without hearing a peep from him, and had to give up.
anwhile, Eleanor Hollis had already gotten in touch with Xavier Crawford, saying they should have a al together.
Coincidentally, Hugo Quinn was busy and couldn’t attend, so Eleanor Hollis went to the appointnt alone.
Over the phone, she had already heard that Xavier Crawford got engaged, to the Wexler family’s heiress.
The Wexler family had been developing overseas for a long ti, and now that Grace Wexler returned ho with Xavier Crawford, it was clear she was deeply committed to him.
Arriving at the restaurant, she spotted Xavier Crawford sitting in a corner at once.
It seems he transford from a boy into a man, as he had changed a lot.
"Eleanor."
He waved and pulled out the chair next to him.
Eleanor Hollis nodded, still a little surprised at how quickly this person got engaged.
"This is my fiancée, Grace Wexler, and Grace, this is my friend from Serenford, Eleanor Hollis; she’s a wonderful person, and perhaps you two could beco friends."
Grace looked up and saw the elegantly dressed Eleanor Hollis, her lips curled slightly, and she extended her hand.
"Hello, I’m Grace."
Her voice was very gentle, clearly belonging to a girl from a well-to-do family.
Eleanor Hollis had no doubts and hurriedly extended her hand back.
"You two make a great match, nice to et you."
She really didn’t recognize her.
A trace of mockery flashed in Grace’s eyes, while at the Wexler house, she had already practiced all the etiquette hundreds of tis according to the old lady’s instructions; she grew up in the countryside, and although she later married into the Quinton family, her deanor was still different from that of a big family. The old lady was strict and personally demonstrated many actions to her.
So now every move she made was indistinguishable from a lady from a prominent family.
In terms of looks and manners, she was completely different from the past; Eleanor Hollis couldn’t possibly recognize her.
Grace quietly stared at the coffee in front of her. She had fled abroad in disgrace before, never expecting to return in such glory.
After sitting down, Eleanor Hollis kept secretly observing Grace, noticing the confidence radiating from her bones; her eyes blinked, and she felt sothing strange, as though she should know this person.
When tearing off this glamorous facade, didn’t she know this person?
Just one look, and she was already suspecting in her heart.
But no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn’t recall this face and eventually let it go.
Xavier Crawford kept talking about things that happened abroad, and finally, he ntioned Frost.
"I didn’t feel at ease leaving Frost with my brother, so I brought him here. He’ll be staying with from now on. If you miss him, you can co by and see him often."
Grace remained indifferent beside him; a compliant woman should behave like this.
Xavier Crawford wasn’t aware this could be a point of annoyance for won.
He had liked Eleanor Hollis before and still held onto the dog she raised; anyone would be upset.
But Grace wouldn’t, as she didn’t truly like Xavier Crawford.
Yet she sensed Eleanor Hollis’s gaze and had to put on a show.
"What dog? How co I didn’t know you brought a dog over this ti?"
Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, her tone a bit aggrieved.
Xavier Crawford only then realized his mistake and quickly corrected himself.
"Just the one from the manor, it’s mine, not Eleanor’s. Grace, don’t overthink it; Eleanor and I are just friends."
Although he still had feelings for Eleanor Hollis, he had taken Grace Wexler’s first ti and had to be responsible for her; otherwise, he would be no different from a jerk.
Grace’s mood gradually stabilized, but she still muttered.
"I couldn’t help feeling a bit jealous hearing you talked about Eleanor Hollis all the way here."
Eleanor Hollis imdiately explained, "We’re just friends. Back in Serenford, I helped him, and later when I went abroad, he helped . Besides, I’m already married, Miss Wexler, don’t overthink it."
Hearing that she was married, a smile finally appeared on Grace Wexler’s face, and she lowered her head to touch her stomach.
"I wonder if I’ll get pregnant with Xavier Crawford’s baby; the old lady hopes we can cultivate our relationship well."
The more she spoke, the redder her face beca.
No need to think much; it’s obvious she and Xavier Crawford had sothing happen between them.
Xavier Crawford’s face was also flushed; that was his first ti, not to ntion it was brought up right in front of Eleanor Hollis.
He cleared his throat but still held Grace’s hand.
"If we have a child, we’ll get married right away. Grace, you don’t have to worry."
Eleanor Hollis inexplicably felt like she was fed a bowl of dog food; who would’ve thought Xavier Crawford could also be so attentive to won.
She gave a few blessings, and the group finished the food on the table in a comfortable atmosphere.
Xavier Crawford and Grace Wexler were engaged, naturally living together, so Eleanor Hollis bid them farewell and got into the car.
Her brows were tightly furrowed as she glanced up at Lan Yancy.
"Lan Yancy, didn’t you find Grace Wexler a bit odd?"
Couldn’t put a finger on what was odd; she felt like it was just a shiny surface without deep substance.
"Miss Hollis, I haven’t had any interactions with her, so I’m not sure. However, this Wexler heiress is quite capable. After taking over the company, its value has only increased. The old lady was very satisfied, which is why she was allowed to return ho to develop. Moreover, it’s said that adjusting the company back ho was this heiress’s idea."
No more information could be found; the Wexler family was like a fortress, making it impossible for outsiders to find out more information. Clearly, the old lady was formidable in her thods.
Eleanor Hollis nodded, assuming she might be overthinking; after all, as Xavier Crawford’s fiancée, if she had other motives, Cole Crawford would probably know, and with his personality, he wouldn’t let his brother encounter danger.
Little did Eleanor Hollis know, while Cole Crawford did care for his brother, he was ultimately a businessman who put interests above all else.
As long as it didn’t endanger Xavier Crawford’s life, he would use the opportunity to maximize profits.
Moreover, taking a hit over a woman could help his brother grow quickly, so he wasn’t at all worried about Grace Wexler’s intentions.
As soon as Eleanor Hollis returned ho, she was inford that Hugo Quinn would be very busy recently and might not return until late.
She helped Marcus with his winter vacation howork for a while, then lay down to sleep.
Hugo Quinn returned in the middle of the night, his body carrying a chill. He slept on the edge of the bed for a while, and after warming up thoroughly, he gradually moved closer to Eleanor Hollis, holding her in his arms.
Eleanor Hollis found a comfortable position in his embrace, pouted a bit, and continued sleeping.
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