She arranged for Antonio Easton and Ward to live together.
However, this was her first visit here. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novelꜰire.net
Walking down the corridor, Nora Scott was looking for the room number along the way, but before she found it, she saw a mysterious figure outside a certain hospital room.
A girl in her early twenties, not very tall, wearing a white long down jacket, looking bulky like a penguin.
She was carrying several bags, leaning sneakily at the door, occasionally standing on tiptoes, occasionally crouching down, peeking inside through the gap, with her eyes probably glued to the door frame.
A melodious voice drifted from above her head with a question.
Eleanor Taylor muttered, "The gap’s too narrow, I can’t see anything."
A single word, lazily spoken, like the wind, fell softly into her ears.
Chilled her earlobes with a cold breeze.
Eleanor Taylor was suddenly speechless, stunned.
The next moment, the gap in the door widened at a visible speed, and the scene inside the hospital room gradually came into view.
Two hospital beds, two elderly people, two pairs of eyes, four gazes.
The two elderly people: "..."
Eleanor Taylor: "..."
At the same time, a leisurely voice beside her said, "Why not just push it open?"
Eleanor Taylor froze for three seconds, screamed, and turned to run.
Of course, she didn’t succeed in running away.
A hand grabbed her by the back collar, and after she took two steps, she was lifted back to the door like a chick being picked up.
Eleanor Taylor retreated back, facing away from the room, carefully looked up, and secretly glanced at Nora Scott, who was holding her collar with a sly smile.
Feeling timid, Eleanor Taylor weakly greeted, her voice barely a whisper.
Nora raised an eyebrow with interest, teasing, "You still remember me, huh?"
Eleanor Taylor forced a fake smile and awkwardly said, "Of course, you’re so beautiful. After going back last time, I kept thinking, if I could have your autographed photo, I’d stick it on my wall every day..."
With a teasing gaze sweeping down, Eleanor Taylor shrank her neck, swallowing the rest of her flattery.
"Is she your friend again?"
A voice from inside, Antonio Easton’s inquiry.
Eleanor Taylor visibly flinched.
Glancing inside, Nora looked at Eleanor and said, "Half and half, sort of."
Ever since Eleanor became an extra, she had kept in touch with Nora because of the matter regarding Zero.
However, recently with Zero’s convention hand fans and new release, Eleanor hadn’t contacted her. Nora initially wondered what was going on, but now it seemed it was probably about Ward.
Nora released Eleanor’s collar, looking at her mildly, "He’s inside. Do you want to go in?"
Eleanor lowered her head, clinging to her bags, her fingers twisted together, anxiously asking, "Do you know everything?"
"More or less guessed it."
Eleanor looked at Nora in shock.
It really was just a guess.
Nora had been too busy lately, without time to investigate the Taylor Clan’s situation.
Since she recently saw Eleanor asking the lady about Ward’s whereabouts, she had a hunch. Seeing Eleanor sneakily come to the hospital today, the result was obvious.
Struggling internally, Eleanor hesitated for a moment, then asked softly, "Can I... go in?"
Before she finished speaking, Nora entered the room.
Following her figure inside, Eleanor suddenly met the inspecting gazes of the two elders, and after staring at each other for two seconds, she quickly lowered her head.
"Who’s this little girl? She looks familiar." Bald Ward curiously asked Nora.
"She resembles you by about thirty percent; no wonder she looks familiar."
Nora shot him a glance, a slight smile curling her lips.
Hearing the underlying hint in her words, Ward, piecing together the girl’s fleeing and hesitation at the doorway, suddenly realized, and his expression froze.
Outside the door, Eleanor exhaled, mustered her courage to take a step forward, first bowing to Ward, and then stood upright to say the prepared words she had rehearsed countless times in her mind, stumbling slightly—
"Grandfather, hello. I am your granddaughter, Eleanor Taylor."
Ward looked at her in astonishment, staring blankly.
On the hospital bed next to him, Antonio Easton was also momentarily stunned, then turned to Nora with an inquiring look.
Antonio directly asked, "What’s going on?"
Eleanor’s nervousness was evident as she began to speak hesitantly.
Nora pulled out a chair and placed it behind her, "Sit down and speak."
With weak legs, Eleanor gratefully glanced at Nora and obediently sat down.
Perhaps too nervous, her sitting posture was formal, like a student attentively listening in class.
Taking a deep breath, Eleanor stumbled into her explanation, "I only found out a week ago..."