Eleanor Sterling suddenly felt a gaze enveloping her. She turned her head and saw Alaric Faulkner lounging lazily by the door.
He looked at her with a aningful expression, his lips curled in a half-smile.
In an instant, Eleanor’s mory beca chaotic, taking her back to when he made a heartfelt confession yesterday.
Wait, what did she just say?
She dreamt about rolling in bed with Alaric Faulkner! The first thing she said upon waking up was...
Did he hear it?
Oh god, let her die on the spot.
The socially mortified Eleanor lay back down, closed her eyes, pretending she was talking in her sleep earlier.
Alaric chuckled softly, "I heard everything."
Eleanor opened her eyes and sat up, "Why were you eavesdropping at the door!"
"Good morning, I just got up, passing by..."
Sure, just passing by.
Eleanor forced herself to forget about it, threw off the covers, and got out of bed.
At this mont, Eleanor’s phone rang.
It was Liam Keene calling, and she took the chance to slip into the bathroom.
Once connected, Liam asked, "Why did it take so long to answer? Did The Hayes Family receive you?"
Eleanor sneered twice, "Receive? They kicked out!"
Led her straight into Alaric Faulkner’s trap, and now she was stuck.
"What the hell is The Hayes Family up to? They actually kicked you out? You didn’t tell them who you are?"
Eleanor smirked sarcastically, "I did, but once I did, they were even more convinced I was a fraud."
Not only was I kicked out the first ti, but later when I ran into Blanche Hayes at the supermarket, she even ca over to mock sarcastically.
"Unbelievable, just wait. The Hayes Family has gone too far; I’ll definitely get revenge for you."
"Wait, that might not be urgent right now, find a place to stay first."
Liam imdiately replied, "Okay, I’ll arrange a hotel for you right away."
After hanging up, Eleanor heaved a sigh of relief.
She couldn’t stay with Alaric Faulkner any longer. Dreaming those kinds of dreams, with Alaric as the subject, no less.
She might end up sleepwalking and pouncing on him one night.
Once Eleanor made up her mind, she started packing, while Alaric just watched without trying to stop her.
After packing, she dragged her luggage in front of Alaric Faulkner, "President Faulkner, thank you for your help. My assistant is here and has arranged a place for to stay, so I won’t bother you any longer."
Upon hearing the word "assistant," Alaric’s eyes narrowed.
"Assistant?"
Realizing he only knew Micah Moss, Eleanor quickly explained, "It’s my other assistant."
"Hmm, would you like to take you there?"
Eleanor shook her head, "No, I can go myself."
Alaric stood up, moved in front of her, and took her suitcase from her hands.
"Let take you downstairs then."
Eleanor didn’t refuse, just nodded lightly.
The two of them took the elevator down together.
Downstairs, Eleanor took back her suitcase. She cleared her throat, "I’m off then."
Alaric reached out, ruffled her hair, "Rember to find if you need help in the future."
Watching Alaric’s departing figure.
Finally, Eleanor’s tense nerves relaxed completely, as mories of what had happened the night before and yesterday flooded her mind.
It felt like she had a wonderful dream...
Before, she could still snap at Alaric Faulkner, but after receiving his help ti and again, she couldn’t bring herself to quarrel with him anymore.
Alaric Faulkner consistently barged into her life, disrupting her rhythm.
Eleanor didn’t know, if she continued like this, whether she could still hold on to her own heart.
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