Faye Sterling received the photographs and recordings sent by the private investigator, and after listening, her expression turned somber.
Who would have thought Giselle Keating was her mother’s daughter, which ans she’s her sister?
Could it be that Rosalie Ray had been blocking her from dealing with Giselle Keating all along for this reason!
She still needed to help Giselle Keating.
Considering that Giselle is now the Keating family’s darling, born with a silver spoon, and adored by several brothers, the jealousy in Faye’s heart nearly consud her.
Why does it have to be Giselle? She’s also Rosalie Ray’s daughter.
If she were the Keating family’s darling, in the pri of youth in K Country, she could have her pick, and wouldn’t need to wait for Alaric Faulkner to even glance her way.
Her jealousy was driving her insane.
But in a place like the Sterling Family, she was exposed as not Gregory’s daughter and lost everything.
Yet Giselle, after being handled by Eleanor Sterling, could rely on the Keating Family to throw her a banquet to choose a suitor.
She didn’t need Giselle’s charity!
Faye’s face darkened to the point that water nearly dripped from it, the tide of resentnt in her eyes making her expression twisted and nacing.
At this mont, Faye’s phone rang.
It was from an unknown number; she frowned and answered, "Hello."
"Miss Faye Sterling..."
Upon hearing the voice, Faye’s heart tightened; it was this person... What did he want from her?
"What do you want?"
"Nothing much, just checking on how you’re doing."
Hearing this, Faye’s brows furrowed.
This person didn’t seem like a good person; he had once helped her deal with Eleanor Sterling, but then vanished.
Appearing again now, he surely had so agenda.
Faye gritted her teeth, "If you’re here to laugh at , then you can hang up the phone."
After saying that, she was about to hang up, but the man laughed loudly, "Do you want to take down Eleanor Sterling?"
Faye’s heart skipped a beat, "What did you say?"
"I have a way to bring Eleanor Sterling down. Do you want to work with ?"
Faye raised an eyebrow in suspicion, "Who are you, really? You wouldn’t help out of kindness."
The man chuckled mysteriously, "I am Fenrir. I’m not helping you; I’m just using you to deal with our common enemy."
Faye thought for a mont, then said, "I can deal with Eleanor Sterling, but you must ensure she is completely destroyed; otherwise, Alaric Faulkner will retaliate against !"
Recalling her previous miserable experiences, the taste of falling from heaven to hell, she didn’t want to endure it again.
"You really know how to plan carefully." Fenrir chuckled, saying, "There’s no absolute success in this world, but if you don’t act, there’s no chance of success.
Eleanor climbed up at your expense, leading a life you envy; don’t you want to pull her down?"
Of course she did! Faye gritted her teeth; she dread of exacting revenge on Eleanor.
Eleanor’s beautiful life was bought with her painful defeats.
Seeming to sense her emotions, the man coldly laughed, "That’s why this is your only chance to turn things around, allowing you to take revenge."
"Alright, I’ll help you!" Faye imdiately decided.
"Very good."
"What do you want to do?"
Fenrir’s eerie laughter floated over, slowly saying, "What you need to do isn’t much, just..."
Listening to his plan, Faye hesitated a bit.
Fenrir wanted her to use Stella Hawthorne as bait to lure Eleanor in, but Stella was the eldest of the Hawthorne Family; what ability did she have to move her?
"It’s unlikely, Stella has bodyguards, I can’t get close to her!"
Fenrir snorted lightly, "There’s no such thing as impossible; won always have monts when bodyguards are inconvenient."
Faye’s eyes shifted; the idea made sense, she knew what she needed to do!
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