Eleanor Sterling humd and said, "What do you an?"
"I’m inviting you to lunch."
Alaric Faulkner chuckled softly, "I can’t send soone to help you, so this is the only way."
If Alaric were to send soone over, Lady Faulkner would find out, so he ordered lunch from The Summit for Eleanor Sterling.
You have to admit, Alaric sure has a unique way of making his presence felt.
Eleanor Sterling responded with an "Oh" and thought about Faye Sterling’s enrollnt today. With a slightly cold voice, she asked, "Did you help Faye Sterling get into the college?"
Hearing the displeasure in Eleanor Sterling’s voice, which seed to carry a hint of accusation, Alaric Faulkner found himself smiling even more.
"I wouldn’t help her. Since I arrived in Aethelgard, I haven’t seen her."
He acted like he wanted to distance himself from Faye Sterling, and Eleanor Sterling’s lips involuntarily curled up.
She contradicted herself by saying, "If you want to help her, go ahead. What does it have to do with ?"
Alaric Faulkner didn’t expose her. He asked in a low voice, "I bought you lunch, shouldn’t you thank ?"
Eleanor Sterling huffed, "Did I ask you to do that? You’re acting on your own!"
No doubt about it, the cunning businessman calculates benefits to the max.
"Alright, alright, it’s my own doing. Now quickly go eat; it won’t taste good once it gets cold."
A little wise of him, Eleanor Sterling smiled.
As she prepared to hang up, Alaric Faulkner shalessly asked, "Really no thanks?"
Suddenly, Eleanor Sterling rembered Stella Hawthorne’s words earlier and quickly said, "I’ll give you a loving kiss."
After she said that, she froze for a mont, feeling guilty and abruptly ended the call.
Realizing what she had said, Eleanor Sterling’s face flushed slightly.
Damn, how did her brain short-circuit like that?
Could such words even be spoken in their... relationship? They’re not even a couple.
But they’ve done everything couples do, except for that deep exchange...
Eleanor Sterling’s face grew even hotter, and she imdiately pushed those chaotic thoughts from her mind.
On the other end of the call, Alaric Faulkner listened to the busy tone, montarily lost in thought.
As he slowly savored Eleanor Sterling’s words, a smile spread across his handso face.
A loving kiss?
A kiss should be given in person, a phone call doesn’t count.
...
When Eleanor Sterling returned to the dorm, Stella Hawthorne noticed her already rosy cheeks from allergies seed even redder now.
She winked playfully and deliberately asked, "Eleanor, why is your face so red? Hmm? Let guess, is it because of your boyfriend..."
To stop her from spouting nonsense, Eleanor Sterling imdiately went over to cover her mouth.
"Don’t make wild guesses. Co over and eat with ; there’s too much for to finish alone."
Alaric Faulkner had ordered portions for three people, knowing there was more than just one occupant in the dorm.
Stella Hawthorne imdiately nodded, pointing at her mouth, signaling Eleanor Sterling to let go so she could eat.
Eleanor Sterling promptly released her.
The two of them sat down at the table together, which was also brought in by The Summit, custom-made to match those in the restaurant.
Sitting here, it really did feel a bit like dining in a restaurant.
Sylvia Jarvis had already made it clear she was going out to eat, so they didn’t call her to join.
Instead, they started eating on their own, prompting Sylvia Jarvis to furrow her brow, put down her book, and leave with her bag.
After she left, Stella Hawthorne spoke up, "I get the feeling she’s hard to get along with. But it’s no matter, one good friend is enough."
Eleanor Sterling smiled but didn’t say much.
"What’s going on? Didn’t you say you’re with The Hawthorne Family? But you denied it in front of Sylvia Jarvis?"
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