Eleanor Sterling was carried back to the room in a princess carry by him.
After the room door closed, Alaric Faulkner pressed her against the wall, tightly restraining her to prevent her escape.
Eleanor Sterling braced against his chest and said, "Alaric Faulkner, this is someone else’s home, don’t do anything rash."
Alaric Faulkner didn’t move, his voice hoarse as he said, "Hmm, we’ve been here for so many days, and I’ve been starving for so many days too.
If we stay any longer, I won’t be able to hold back, so tomorrow we’ll return to Aethelgard."
"Return to Aethelgard? But Mrs. Keating’s condition has improved greatly, and perhaps it will be completely cured in a little while."
Alaric Faulkner leaned forward and kissed her lips.
"Once I’ve taken care of Faye Sterling, we’ll come back then."
Eleanor Sterling thought about it and felt it was best to deal with Faye Sterling first.
She looked at Alaric Faulkner and snorted, "Do you really want to marry her? Bigamy is a crime."
Alaric Faulkner sneered, his deep eyes carrying a chilling coldness, "I’ll give her a grand wedding that she’ll never forget."
Eleanor Sterling thought Alaric Faulkner was a man who holds grudges, and whoever provoked him would not meet a good end.
Just like her, provoking him only led her into his trap, possessing her, ultimately unable to escape.
And since Faye Sterling had provoked him, she could only wish Faye good luck.
Alaric Faulkner lowered his eyes, thinking of something.
He took out Eleanor Sterling’s phone, used her finger to unlock the screen, and the previous message appeared.
Alaric Faulkner pointed his phone at it, pressed the photo button, found Jasper Faulkner in the contacts, and sent it swiftly.
After finishing everything, he placed the phone back in Eleanor Sterling’s pocket.
Eleanor Sterling watched his actions with wide eyes, feeling a surge of helplessness.
She silently thought: Indeed, provoking Alaric Faulkner leads to no good end. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel~fire~net
Eleanor Sterling nudged Alaric Faulkner, "Can you let me go now?"
"Let me hold you for a little longer."
Alaric Faulkner had indeed suffered during these days, so Eleanor Sterling didn’t struggle, reaching out to wrap her arms around his slim waist.
Aethelgard, at the commercial shoot location.
Hazel Langley looked at her phone with no response, and sighed softly.
It seems Eleanor Sterling had been properly dealt with by Alaric Faulkner.
"Hazel Langley, the shoot is about to start."
She put away her phone, raised a smile, and said softly, "Okay."
Today, she was to shoot for a magazine cover, but luck wasn’t on her side; she had to do a dual cover shoot with Serena Quincy.
This arch-rival of hers, whom she didn’t want to see at all.
Lately, Serena Quincy’s resources had improved quite a bit, even landing a magazine cover, and Hazel Langley heard industry gossip that she might have backing now.
But that’s not something she should worry about.
After the shoot, Hazel Langley returned to her hotel room.
The shoot was scheduled to last a week, with hotel accommodations arranged for rest.
In the elevator, her assistant, Zhouzhou, was browsing her phone and then exclaimed, "Sister Hazel, a shocking news! Serena Quincy’s resources seem to be doing well lately, turns out her backer is the second young master of the Faulkner Family!"
Hazel Langley’s smile was forced, "Where did that news come from?"
Zhouzhou held up the phone to Hazel Langley, "Recently, the Faulkner Group’s Zenith Diamonds was selecting a spokesperson, and Serena Quincy was shortlisted. Someone saw her with Jasper Faulkner in the underground parking lot."
After saying that, Zhouzhou’s eyes sparkled.
"That second young master Faulkner is very handsome, only twenty-eight this year, and unmarried. He’s the man every socialite in Aethelgard dreams of marrying.
If he takes a liking to someone, Starshadow Media’s top resources would all be offered up."
Hazel Langley slightly curled her lips; she had once received a sincere invitation to join Starshadow Media, but she declined.
If Zhouzhou knew, would she scream?