Alaric Faulkner curved his lips into a smile, "I saved you, don’t you think you should express some gratitude?"
"Didn’t we settle this yesterday? The bill was written off."
Thinking about it, she actually ended up at a loss.
"Do you want me to take you back?" Alaric asked.
It seemed he accepted Eleanor Sterling’s words and her thanks.
"No...no need, I’ll take a cab myself." Eleanor quickly left in a hurry. Follow current novᴇls on novel fire.net
For some reason, she always felt Alaric seemed a bit different.
She couldn’t pinpoint exactly what had changed.
Just as Eleanor was lost in her thoughts, her phone rang unexpectedly.
She took a glance at it; it was her assistant Anne calling, and she immediately swiped to answer.
"Boss, it’s not good! Our slot in the Sheffield family’s debutante jewelry design competition has been canceled."
Upon hearing this, Eleanor’s eyes instantly grew cold.
"What did you say? Why was it canceled?"
Anne sighed, "I heard that this time, the Sterling Family invested a huge amount of money in the Sheffield Family, and they specifically insisted on canceling our Celeste Jewels’ qualification."
Eleanor’s brows furrowed tighter as she asked, "Wasn’t the Sheffield Family hosting? When did they need investors?"
Anne’s tone was somewhat helpless, "Before, we entered the competition because we valued the scale of the Sheffield family’s debutante event, right?
It’s no longer just a simple coming-of-age party; they’ve sought many investors.
The Sterling Family invested a large sum of money, seemingly wanting Faye Sterling’s Thea’s Jewelry to become famous at this debutante ball."
Upon hearing this, Eleanor fell silent, clenching her phone tightly.
No wonder George Sterling said last night, don’t think starting a company is easy; you need connections and money.
So George Sterling was willing to invest a large sum for Faye, while she had to step aside for Faye?
She had prepared for this competition for so long, only to be ruined by the intervention of capital.
After hanging up the call, Eleanor became completely dispirited, mixed with anger and mockery in her heart.
She originally wanted to rely on her strength to win, but now it seems she has to find another path.
Alaric Faulkner looked at her and asked, "What’s wrong?"
Perhaps her mood was too oppressive, and she needed an outlet; Eleanor unexpectedly vented in front of Alaric.
She gritted her teeth and spoke with extreme sarcasm and anger, "You abominable capitalists just know how to oppress people with money!"
After saying this, Eleanor unexpectedly felt a bit aggrieved.
Even Alaric was , using money to threaten her at every moment.
Snakes and rats, all villains together.
Alaric Faulkner came over to Eleanor and gently took her into his arms, "Don’t be sad, if you want to cry, just cry it out."
Being hugged by him, Eleanor’s mind went blank.
His presence continuously invaded her, and his warm embrace gradually made her go numb.
"Why would I cry?" Eleanor snorted; she was just ranting and venting.
It wasn’t like she was so weak as to cry over such a trivial matter, who did they think she was?
Except for those years missing her mother when she was little, she was long past the stage of crying from grievance.
After a moment, she suddenly came to her senses, realizing she had just been longing for Alaric’s embrace.
Damn it, how could she get lost in the arms of Faye’s man? Eleanor’s face burned with redness, and she hastily pushed him away.
Alaric’s eyes narrowed, dark hues filling his deep eyes as he looked steadily at Eleanor.
"Since capitalists are so detestable, you might as well find a powerful capitalist to back you up, and then no one will bully you in the future."