Hugo Quinn felt at ease and gave Eleanor Hollis an approving glance. Sure enough, his woman came through for him; sons were always there to hit you where it hurts.
Eleanor rolled her eyes at him. Really stingy, taking a kid’s words so seriously.
But Hugo ignored it, cracked a smile, and continued watering the plants.
After the three of them were done fussing around, an hour had passed. Marcus, like a little manager, began inspecting each plant they had just put in, making sure everything was correct before happily heading inside.
"Mom, I planted roses for you. When they bloom, I’ll give them to you."
Eleanor’s heart softened, and she hugged him.
Hugo, standing nearby, couldn’t help but feel a bit sour. Eleanor could receive flowers, but what about him?
Why did the child never mention him? Did he only have a mom and no dad?
Eleanor seemed to read his thoughts and found it amusing, so she just looked down at Marcus.
"What about your dad? Doesn’t he get any?"
"Dad’s a grown man, why would he need flowers? That’s embarrassing."
Hugo’s face turned red, and he quietly looked away, fine, he didn’t want them anyway.
Eleanor nearly burst into laughter at his embarrassed and annoyed expression. This father and son duo were just too cute, loving and fighting at the same time, maybe this was what it looked like.
At noon, Eleanor received a text on her phone, notifying her of a bank deposit.
Weird, today wasn’t payday at Grandeur, why would there suddenly be so much extra money? And she even counted the zeros at the end, ten million?
Did someone send it by mistake?
She quickly called customer service, wanting to find out what was going on.
"Hello, Miss Hollis, we show a ten million deposit to your account. It wasn’t a system error; another account transferred this money to you, so there’s no mistake. Is there anything else you need to know?"
Another account transferred money to her?
"Can you give me their contact information? I think it might have been sent by mistake."
"I’m sorry, Miss Hollis, I need to get their permission first. Could you wait a moment? I’ll contact them and ask them to call you."
Eleanor frowned while sitting on the sofa, thinking it might be a businessperson who transferred it wrong. Ten million isn’t a small amount; she needed to return it soon.
Ten minutes later, her phone rang with an unfamiliar number.
The caller was an elderly man with a warm and polite voice.
"Miss Hollis, this is on behalf of my master, who said your car was damaged and it should be compensated for."
Eleanor instantly remembered the man’s words from last night; so he still remembered.
"The master said you must accept this money, as you saved his life, and he has no reason not to remunerate you. If you face any trouble in the future, feel free to call this current number. We will do everything we can to help you."
All of Eleanor’s words were stopped by him, so she could only say thank you and hang up.
That car wasn’t hers, nor should the money be something she received. Thinking of this, she immediately transferred the money to Hugo.
Even though she knew Hugo probably didn’t lack this amount, working at Grandeur came with enough pay, and one shouldn’t be so greedy.
Hugo didn’t really handle his finances, so he didn’t even know he suddenly had ten million more.
After transferring the money, Eleanor felt much relieved and quickly tossed her phone aside to check in the kitchen what’s for lunch today.
Marcus quietly brought something out, looked around for a while, then placed it in her hand.
Eleanor looked puzzled, took a quick glance, and found a ring in her palm, a woman’s ring.
"This was prepared by Dad for the wedding back then, but he never gave it out. I just found it. Why don’t I give it to you?"
A twinge of sadness hit Eleanor’s heart. The child’s thought was truly naive; he probably just wanted to make her happy, so he dug up the ring. But thinking of another woman wearing this ring before made her uncomfortable.
"This hasn’t been worn by anyone, Mom. Dad said no woman would wear it, but I think you can. Dad really likes you."
Eleanor’s heart warmed, but taking Hugo’s things wasn’t right, so she looked down.
"Marcus, does your dad know?"
Marcus shook his head. He had just secretly dug it out, so how would Dad know?
"Then it won’t do. It’s your dad’s, and we can’t just take it without asking. I’ll go and ask him."
A hint of disappointment appeared on Marcus’s small face, thinking she was blaming him.
Eleanor smiled gently and squatted down slowly.
"I’m not blaming you. I’m very happy you’re willing to give it to me, but it’s wrong to take things secretly. We need to get the owner’s permission."
After saying this, she went to Hugo’s study.
The study had soft music playing, suggesting Hugo had finished handling documents.
"This is something Marcus accidentally found. Next time, be more careful. If it’s damaged, it’ll be hard to find again."
Upon hearing her words, Hugo turned his head slightly, saw the ring in her palm, and his pupils shrank sharply.
He looked up at Eleanor and saw a touch of awkwardness on her face, completely displaying what she was thinking.
He found this amusing and took the ring over.
Eleanor’s eyes were filled with disappointment. Sure enough, he wasn’t planning to give her the ring, huh!
Frustrated, frustrated!
But then, her hand was taken by the other party, and the ring was immediately put on her finger. Hugo even kissed her fingertip gently, his expression gentle.
"This was left by the old lady, meant to be given to her daughter-in-law. At the time of my wedding with Grace, the old man asked me to take the ring out, but it happened to be misplaced. It didn’t matter back then, as marriage meant nothing to me. So, I asked Lan Yancy to just buy a pair of rings to complete the formalities. I didn’t expect Marcus to find it. Eleanor, don’t you think this is fate?"
This man always found chances to speak sweetly.
The music in the room was pleasing, boosting the mood, making it impossible for Eleanor to control her smile, looking at the ring on her finger.
It wasn’t the trendy style of the day; it indeed had a hint of antiquity. No wonder it was left by the old lady.
"Really giving it to me?"
She asked, unsure and a bit coquettish.
"Yes, it looks quite good on you."
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Being complimented by her own man naturally made her happy, so she lowered her head to carefully examine the ring.
"Then I’ll reluctantly accept it."
"Then thank you, Miss Hollis, for being willing to give face."