The Keating Family had been searching for Sally for a long time but couldn’t find her. Sally was too mysterious. Did Alaric Faulkner and Eleanor Sterling really know her? The most update n0vels are published on n̷o̷v̷e̷l̷f̷i̷r̷e̷.net
He had to suspect that Eleanor Sterling had ulterior motives.
Wasn’t she a friend of Yvette Ray?
Could it be that Eleanor Sterling wanted to take advantage of his anxiety to set her sights on Yvette Ray?
So he didn’t agree right away.
Hearing Ronan Keating’s words, Eleanor Sterling suddenly felt that Alaric Faulkner’s assessment of him was spot-on; Ronan Keating was out of his mind!
Luckily, she had sent Yvette away yesterday morning; otherwise, if she had stayed, she might have fallen victim to Ronan Keating.
Eleanor Sterling decided to stop pretending, and simply laid her cards on the table.
She coldly sneered, "I am Sally. Can you trust it now?"
Ronan Keating looked at Eleanor Sterling in shock.
After a while, he finally came to his senses and, in a voice full of astonishment, looked at Eleanor Sterling, "You... You’re Sally?"
"Genuine, without a doubt."
Ronan Keating looked over at Alaric Faulkner, questioning with his eyes whether it was true.
Alaric Faulkner wrapped his arm around Eleanor Sterling’s waist, looking smug and smirked, "Do you think my woman needs to pretend to deceive anyone?"
Ronan Keating finally believed it.
He looked at Eleanor Sterling and said, "Miss Sterling, I apologize for any offense I may have caused not knowing you were Sally."
Eleanor Sterling couldn’t be bothered to argue with him. She frowned and said, "Anyway, my condition remains the same.
If you agree to clear Yvette Ray’s name, I will go to The Keating Family’s house and take a look at your mother. I will do my best to cure her."
Ronan Keating looked at Eleanor Sterling, so firm in her stance, and became a little dazed.
A thought arose in his mind.
Could it be that Yvette Ray was really wronged? He clenched his fist.
"You’re really slow. You can leave now, don’t disturb our time together," Eleanor Sterling gave him a disdainful look and started to send him off.
She thought of something, then smiled and said, "Oh, and remember to pay the bill. Consider this meal your treat to us."
Ronan Keating stood up, "Then I’ll be on my way. After the medical conference ends, I’ll arrange for you to visit The Keating Family."
After Ronan Keating left, Yvette Ray finished washing up, dressed, and was about to leave.
But unexpectedly, when she opened the door, she saw several tall and strong bodyguards standing at the entrance.
The bodyguard, expressionless and not looking at her directly, said, "I’m sorry, Miss Ray, Mr. Keating instructed that you’re not allowed to step out of this villa."
Yvette Ray’s face sank. Was she being indirectly confined? What did Ronan Keating want to do?
She knew these people were acting on orders, and arguing any more would be useless.
Yvette Ray sighed, closed the door, and returned to the living room.
Looking at the large living room, with only herself there, Yvette Ray felt full of helplessness. She was very worried about Moira and didn’t know how her condition was.
At this moment, a servant came in.
"Miss Ray, hello, I’m Mrs. Ai. Mr. Keating asked me to come over to clean and cook. If you need anything, feel free to tell me."
Yvette Ray was silent for a while, then reached out her hand, "Lend me your phone."
They had all been instructed not to let Yvette Ray leave, but she could otherwise command them.
Thinking this, Mrs. Ai did not refuse and directly handed her the phone.
After Yvette Ray got the phone, she went upstairs to her room.
She dialed Moira Ray’s video call.
It was quickly answered on the other side.
In the video appeared Moira Ray’s pale, haggard face. She looked surprised to see Yvette Ray.
"Mommy, why are you calling from an unfamiliar number?"
Yvette Ray smiled, "My phone is missing. Have you been well recently?"
"I’m doing well. Dr. Wei said I’m temporarily fine now."
Hearing this, Yvette Ray sighed in relief.
Downstairs, Ronan Keating returned.
Mrs. Ai came forward, "Mr. Keating, Miss Ray borrowed the phone from me. She’s upstairs."
Ronan Keating stopped his steps, "Alright."
Could it be that Yvette Ray wanted to call Eleanor Sterling for help? But he had already agreed to Eleanor Sterling’s conditions.
Investigating Yvette Ray’s matters was allowed, but releasing Yvette Ray to leave, that was impossible!
Ronan Keating took long strides up the stairs.
At the slightly ajar doorway, he heard a child’s voice and Yvette Ray’s gentle admonishments.
Ronan Keating frowned, and he pushed open the bedroom door.