After coming out, Alaric Faulkner asked Eleanor Sterling, "What did Giselle say to you?"
Hearing this man still calling Giselle Keating so affectionately, Eleanor Sterling glared at him.
Thinking about what Giselle Keating had just said to her, she couldn’t help but grit her teeth.
This damn dog of a man, he has so many unwanted admirers.
She hasn’t even dealt with Faye Sterling yet, and now there’s another heiress with a powerful background. Just dealing with them is exhausting her.
She’s not even with him now, and Giselle Keating is already flaunting her power in front of her.
If she were really with him, wouldn’t Giselle Keating just push her luck further?
"Ha, she told me to leave you, so President Faulkner, I think to not affect the love between you and Miss Keating, I’ll take Star and move out tomorrow. I definitely won’t be a stumbling block between you two."
Alaric Faulkner looked helpless, "I’m not very familiar with her."
Not familiar yet you can call her so intimately by her first name, Alaric Faulkner must think she’s deaf? Or does he think she looks like a fool?
Eleanor Sterling turned around and left directly, not giving him any face.
Alaric Faulkner hurriedly caught up with her.
He quickly grabbed Eleanor Sterling, and said, "Eleanor, are you angry?"
Eleanor Sterling herself didn’t even know why she was so angry, clearly she was very calm when facing Giselle Keating.
But in front of Alaric Faulkner, she wanted nothing more than to beat him up.
She shook off his hand, not allowing him to touch her.
Alaric Faulkner’s handsome face darkened, and he directly dragged Eleanor Sterling towards the parking lot.
"Alaric Faulkner, let go of me!" Eleanor Sterling immediately started to struggle.
He actually dared to blackface!
This dog of a man, is he planning to use force on her? Does he really think she can do nothing about him?
Alaric Faulkner dragged Eleanor Sterling next to his car, then directly opened the passenger door and pushed her inside.
With a dull thud, he closed the car door, strided over to the driver’s side, and got in.
Alaric Faulkner locked Eleanor Sterling in the car with him, then pressed the central lock, preventing her from opening the door.
Eleanor Sterling snorted coldly, full of resentment, she turned her head away from him, giving him the back of her head. Googlᴇ search N0v3l.Fiɾe.net
It was Alaric Faulkner’s first time dealing with a girl’s anger, entirely inexperienced, he said in a low voice, "Eleanor, will you listen to my explanation?"
The car was very quiet, isolating all the noise outside, as if there were only the two of them in the whole world.
And Alaric Faulkner’s deep voice echoed beside her ear, carrying a hint of pitifulness.
He seemed to lean over as well, Eleanor Sterling could feel his breath on the side of her face.
She remained silent without saying anything.
Alaric Faulkner knew this was her acquiescing to listen to his explanation, so he began, "I’m indeed not familiar with Giselle Keating, but I know her through collaborations with her brothers."
Eleanor Sterling sneered, with a slight sour tone, "You’ve already called her Giselle, do you think I would believe you?"
Alaric Faulkner was a bit helpless, not understanding why a term of address would cause a woman’s displeasure.
"What’s wrong with that address? Her name is Giselle Keating." The straightforward man seemed oblivious to the problem.
Eleanor Sterling gritted her teeth, so angry she was at a loss for words.
She curled her lips in mockery, "Then can I call Silas Hawthorne, Silas?"
Alaric Faulkner’s expression instantly darkened.
He spat out two words through gritted teeth, "No way!"
Eleanor Sterling laughed coldly, "President Faulkner, how hypocritical of you, calling other women intimately is fine, but I can’t do the same?
I’m going to call him! Silas, Silas, Silas dear... mhm!"
Her words were sealed by Alaric Faulkner’s mouth.