On the balcony, Eleanor Sterling dialed Alaric Faulkner’s number, and it was picked up after two rings.
"Eleanor, do you miss me?" Alaric’s pleasant voice came through the receiver, deep like a cello, making her heart race.
Eleanor Sterling cleared her throat lightly, "Um... do you have time tomorrow?"
"Of course I have time. Whenever you need me, I’m always free. Do you need me to do something?"
"I’m inviting an elder to dinner. Would you like to join?"
"Meeting the parents?"
Alaric laughed, his tone lifting slightly, clearly in a good mood.
Eleanor Sterling snorted, "Meeting parents! Don’t talk nonsense.
It’s just that you’ve treated me to so many meals, I feel guilty not inviting you. If you don’t want to go, forget it."
Hearing Eleanor Sterling’s words, Alaric Faulkner’s thin lips curved into a faint smile.
He didn’t expose her, just responded with a sound.
"I’m free." Alaric Faulkner replied.
Eleanor Sterling sighed with relief, "Alright, see you tomorrow night."
"See you tomorrow night."
After resolving the crisis, Eleanor Sterling felt completely at ease, knowing that Alaric Faulkner would agree.
In Aethelgard, the only person who could rival Silas Hawthorne and persuade her grandmother to drop the idea was Alaric Faulkner.
An ordinary man might not pass the scrutiny of Mrs. Jennings.
Eleanor Sterling returned to the room.
"Grandma, I already talked to him. Tomorrow night I’ll book a private room, and we can all go out for dinner."
Mrs. Jennings nodded hurriedly, "Good, good, good."
After Eleanor Sterling left the Jennings Family, Mrs. Jennings was still sighing.
"Madam, is something on your mind?" the maid, Jeanette, asked by her side.
Jeanette had been by Mrs. Jennings’ side for many years and earned her trust.
Mrs. Jennings didn’t hide anything and said, "Today Eleanor came back asking about Jeanette and the Hawthorne Family’s matters, and that incident from years ago really is..."
She paused, "I originally wanted Eleanor to get along with the Hawthorne Family, but I didn’t expect her to say she already has a boyfriend."
Jeanette hesitated and said, "Madam, when you had me investigate Miss Sterling’s situation, she wasn’t doing well in Veridia City. Are you worried her boyfriend is too ordinary?"
"Ah, Jeanette, you understand me best."
Veridia City is a small place; there couldn’t be any outstanding men.
A family like the Hawthorne Family needs a hundred years of wealth accumulation to reach its current status, beyond the reach of ordinary families.
In her view, Eleanor Sterling’s man probably couldn’t compare to even a single toe of that Hawthorne boy.
Jeanette saw Mrs. Jennings’ furrowed brow and said, "Aren’t you meeting Miss Sterling’s boyfriend tomorrow? You can assess him then."
"I’m just worried that if he’s not good enough, she won’t want to leave him."
"Madam, why don’t you also invite the Hawthorne Young Master? If the man is truly lacking, he’ll likely feel inferior in front of the Hawthorne Young Master.
That way, Miss Sterling will clearly see which man is better."
On hearing these words, Mrs. Jennings’ eyes brightened at once.
She clapped her hands repeatedly, praising, "Good! Jeanette, your idea is excellent, solving my big problem!"
Jeanette smiled and asked, "Shall I contact the Young Master Hawthorne for you now?"
"Yes, hurry up and go."
Just as Jeanette was about to leave, Mrs. Jennings reminded her, "Don’t mention Eleanor’s matter, just say I want to invite him to dinner."
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