The two saw Eleanor Sterling with a look of fear as if she didn’t understand their words, and they relaxed a lot.
"She’s a weakling, no need for the drug."
"Then let’s just take her away."
The two thought Eleanor didn’t understand and conversed in Lyria’s language on their own.
Little did they know, Eleanor was also proficient in Lyria’s language and took in every word they said.
"Take her to an empty room and lock her up, then take her phone and send a message to that man as the employer instructed."
"Got it, hurry up, our last payment is about to be secured."
As Eleanor listened to their conversation, she vaguely got the gist of it in her mind.
It seemed like they were using her as bait to send a message to that man, which man? Alaric Faulkner?
Who had set their sights on Alaric Faulkner?
The two looked at Eleanor, harshly commanding, "Move."
Eleanor quickly nodded, indicating that she would obediently comply.
Seeing this, the two laughed out loud without restraint.
Soon after, Eleanor was taken to an empty room, and the two guarded the door directly.
Knowing their purpose, Eleanor no longer panicked.
She examined the two men’s physiques, judging them to be trained fighters.
Eleanor calmly observed while thinking of a way to escape.
At the same time, she discreetly clenched her handbag, taking the silver needles she needed from it and quickly hiding them in her sleeve, making it convenient for her to act later.
As soon as she took the silver needles into her hand, the two men approached, snatched her handbag, and began rummaging through it rudely.
Eleanor asked, "Do you want money? There’s no cash in my bag."
The two couldn’t understand Eleanor’s words, but seeing her nervous demeanor, they guessed she was pleading.
They glanced at her, coldly saying, "Shut up!"
They found her phone, used Eleanor’s finger to unlock it, and upon seeing the phone screen, couldn’t help but mutter.
"This is Celestia’s script, like ghostly scribbles, completely unreadable."
"Don’t worry, didn’t the employer send you the message? Just send it to the number using her phone."
Cursing as they operated, the two quickly sent the message.
Meanwhile, in the banquet hall.
Alaric Faulkner, who had returned earlier, was waiting for Eleanor Sterling.
Suddenly, the phone in his pocket vibrated. He took it out and glanced at it; a message appeared, sent from Eleanor’s phone.
"Help me, I’ve been kidnapped, I’m in a room on the top floor."
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Almost without any hesitation, Alaric immediately left the scene and headed toward the top floor.
Because he was anxious about Eleanor’s situation, Alaric didn’t think much else, and upon arriving at the room, he directly kicked the door open.
Unexpectedly, he was engulfed in an alluring scent, and by the time he realized something was wrong, he had already inhaled several deep breaths.
Alaric’s body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.
Faye Sterling emerged from the bathroom, looking at Alaric’s handsome face with a hint of victorious smile in her eyes.
"Alaric Faulkner, you’re mine now."
She helped Alaric onto the bed. As he lay down, he groaned a couple of times and then opened his dazed eyes.
Faye’s smile widened upon hearing Alaric speak.
The drug Aaron Underwood gave her worked perfectly, as Alaric was now delirious.
"Alaric, I am Eleanor Sterling."
As Faye spoke, her delicate hand slowly stroked Alaric’s chest...