Eleanor Sterling tidied up almost everything
Stella Hawthorne stood up and said, "Eleanor, shall we go to the dining hall for lunch? I haven’t eaten here yet."
Eleanor Sterling nodded and stood up, getting ready to leave with her.
"Sylvia Jarvis, would you like to join us?" Stella Hawthorne asked politely.
Sylvia Jarvis lifted her eyelids, "Thanks, I’ll eat later by myself."
Her tone clearly indicated that she didn’t want to associate with Eleanor Sterling and Stella Hawthorne.
Sylvia Jarvis was extremely snobbish, only befriending people connected or wealthy.
Even though Eleanor Sterling was the top new student, she had no interest.
As for Stella Hawthorne, who coincidentally shared the surname Hawthorne, she had even less intention to interact.
How could Stella Hawthorne not see Sylvia Jarvis’s superficial indifference?
As a wealthy young lady, although she held no temper, she wouldn’t warm herself to someone cold and indifferent.
And Eleanor Sterling didn’t pay her any mind either.
She had no intention of actively making friends, especially due to her previous reputation, she’d received many cold stares.
Here in Aethelgard, at least temporarily, no one knew about her past, so things were relatively harmonious.
Once it was exposed, these familiar faces might turn away.
Although Stella Hawthorne actively approached her now, Eleanor Sterling plans to keep a normal friendship.
It’s best neither too close nor too distant.
That way, when her scandals get exposed, Eleanor Sterling won’t feel too bad.
The two were planning to head to the dining hall when a knock on the door came.
Upon opening the door, several uniformed individuals stood respectfully outside.
"May I ask who is Miss Sterling?"
Stella Hawthorne blinked, then pointed to Eleanor Sterling beside her.
The leading man said, "Hello, Miss Sterling, I am the manager of Summit Starlight, here to specially deliver your lunch."
With that, those behind him streamed in.
Soon, the small dorm was filled with various exquisite dishes, and they even lit an aromatic candle.
A faint fragrance permeated the air, and glancing at the table full of gourmet food, it felt like a romantic candlelight dinner.
The Summit manager bowed, "Then I won’t disturb your meal."
With that, he and the others left together.
Stella Hawthorne covered her face, exclaiming, "Wow, it’s Summit Starlight’s food!
I heard the restaurant’s view is fantastic, but it’s incredibly hard to book, and most importantly, they don’t offer delivery!
No wonder it’s a five-star restaurant, even the delivery is different.
Eleanor, do you have some amazing hidden identity? How did you get the restaurant manager to deliver food? Could it be your boyfriend sent it?
Wait, isn’t it that outsiders aren’t allowed in the dorm? How did they get up here?"
Stella Hawthorne was extremely excited, chattering on with introductions and curious questions.
Once she was done, Sylvia Jarvis glanced at Eleanor Sterling, filled with investigative curiosity, seemingly pondering how Eleanor, such an unattractive person, could also have a boyfriend—and a wealthy one at that, considering Summit Starlight’s delivery is difficult for ordinary people.
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Didn’t she just go there with someone yesterday and even praised the dishes?
She coughed lightly, "I’m going to make a phone call."
With a face full of playful smugness, Stella Hawthorne teased, "Oh, it seems this delivery really was sent by your boyfriend, gosh, I’m so jealous!
Quick, go thank him, remember to give him a loving kiss."
Eleanor Sterling rolled her eyes and walked to the balcony with her phone. Before she could dial Alaric Faulkner’s number, he called her first.
She answered directly, and Alaric Faulkner’s deep voice sounded beside her ear.
"Eleanor, did the restaurant’s food arrive?"