Alaric Faulkner’s breath tightened, his Adam’s apple moved slightly, and he could only forcefully suppress his unsteady breathing.
Handing the phone to Eleanor Sterling, Alaric casually asked, "What’s your phone password?"
Eleanor was a bit speechless.
In her heart, she hummed: This guy really did look at her phone, but since there’s no password, he gave up.
"Star’s birthday," Eleanor didn’t hide it, honestly telling him.
Alaric smiled with satisfaction, though he hadn’t intended to check Eleanor’s phone, he was happy about the trust she placed in him.
She told him the password, proving Eleanor was unguarded towards him.
Alaric picked up his own phone, then opened the face recognition and fingerprint settings, taking Eleanor’s hand to input her fingerprint and facial data.
Eleanor let him manipulate, feeling a wave of depression.
Could it be... is this a kind of transaction?
Because she told him the password, he also let her check his phone?
After a while, it was finally done.
Alaric laughed, "From now on, you can freely check my phone."
Eleanor pouted, sarcastically said, "I don’t have such boring hobbies."
Alaric was silent for a few seconds, looking at Eleanor’s helpless expression, a slight curve appeared on his thin lips.
Seems like he was misunderstood by Eleanor.
"Clara Thornton just called you," Alaric’s pleasant voice carried a hint of grievance.
Eleanor was slightly stunned, she suddenly realized.
So Alaric was answering the call for her, she thought Alaric, being a grown man, really checked her phone.
Because she misunderstood him, she coughs lightly, a bit embarrassed, "Oh, got it."
Clearly knowing she misunderstood, why did Alaric still input her face and fingerprint into his phone? Does it prove he trusts her?
A smile emerged at the corner of Eleanor’s lips, feeling a bit sweet inside, she asked, "Why input my fingerprint in your phone?"
Alaric chuckled, the curve on his thin lips deepened, "Because we are one as a couple."
Eleanor blushed, picked up a pillow and threw it at his handsome face, "What one as a couple, are we really a couple?"
In the midst of their tussle, her phone rang again.
This time it was still Clara Thornton calling, Eleanor walked to the balcony to answer.
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It was quiet on the other end for a moment before Clara’s cautious voice sounded, "Eleanor Sterling?"
"Hahaha, finally you’re the one answering the phone!" Clara was a bit excited, "I’m calling to tell you.
The special drug you asked me to research for delaying the deterioration of leukemia bone marrow, I’ve made it!"
Eleanor’s pupils contracted, her voice also followed with excitement, "Really?"
"Really! When did I ever lie to you!"
Eleanor tightly held the phone, feeling herself also getting excited, "That’s great, this means little Nan can be saved."
"Not yet, the drug still needs clinical trials, it’s not quick to hit the market."
Eleanor’s delicate face maintained its smile, her voice carried joy, "No worries, as long as there’s hope, I believe Yvette Ray will be very happy to hear this news."
Clara’s voice came through the phone, "Eleanor, you have to release this drug at the medical conference held by the International Medical Alliance for me.
I don’t want to attend anymore, to avoid being pestered by some boring people."
Eleanor naturally wouldn’t refuse, she nodded, "Okay, I got it, I’ll go for you, just have someone send the drug."
"Got it, I’ll send it to you as soon as possible."
After finishing the serious talk, Clara started gossiping again, "Hey, girl, you actually have a dog behind my back? Spill it now!"