How did Eleanor Sterling know about these things?
Veronica Crawford was both anxious and angry, "Eleanor Sterling, what nonsense are you spouting? You’re not a member of the Jennings Family, how could you know they wouldn’t help me."
Of course, Eleanor knew—the Jennings Family was her grandfather’s family.
Jonathan Jennings was rigorous in his conduct; how could he possibly risk damaging his reputation for the sake of Gabriel Jennings’ subordinate.
She smiled at the corners of her mouth and provocatively said, "As far as I know, the Jennings Family didn’t come tonight. Why not have Miss Crawford invite someone from the Jennings Family over?
If they come, then I’ll take back what I just said. Otherwise, you’re just exploiting the Jennings Family’s name to throw your weight around outside."
Veronica Crawford and Juliet Sterling were shocked at heart.
If they were able to bring someone, they would have done so already. How could they have let it drag on until now, giving Eleanor Sterling leverage?
Veronica Crawford looked at Eleanor with an unpleasant expression and gritted her teeth, "I can’t bring someone from the Jennings Family, and you don’t have the means to connect with them either, so don’t be smug."
Eleanor Sterling curled her lips into a smile, "Who says? What if I can bring someone over?"
Last night, Estelle Sterling and Caleb Faulkner played a game with Jonathan Jennings. She watched it from start to finish, and she knew Jonathan Jennings would arrive soon.
She also planned to take this opportunity to properly slap Veronica Crawford’s face.
Veronica Crawford was taken aback, then curled her lips into a smile.
"Miss Sterling, aren’t you overconfident? Do you think you can just summon members of the Jennings Family at will?"
Juliet Sterling chimed in beside her, "Exactly, as if you have a great relationship with them.
If you’re so capable, then bring someone from the Jennings Family over and make us submit wholeheartedly. Anyone can boast."
She thought Eleanor Sterling was just showing off. How could a woman from a small town possibly know members of the Jennings Family?
She was waiting to see Eleanor Sterling exposed.
At this moment, a commotion was heard behind the door.
Everyone’s attention was drawn to it.
"The Hawthorne Family has arrived!" someone exclaimed.
At the entrance, Warren Hawthorne and Silas Hawthorne walked in together.
Seeing everyone’s attention on the Hawthorne father and son, a cold look flashed in Veronica Crawford’s eyes, and she suddenly shouted, "Eleanor Sterling, why did you push me!"
Veronica Crawford suddenly staggered and lunged forward.
"Felicity, what’s wrong with you?" Zachary Faulkner immediately stepped forward to help Veronica Crawford up.
He looked at Eleanor Sterling angrily, "Eleanor Sterling, why did you push Felicity?"
Eleanor Sterling looked at these two who could win Oscars for their acting and couldn’t help but want to applaud them.
She had never touched Veronica Crawford from start to finish.
Veronica had cried out first and then pretended to be pushed by her, lunging forward.
Coincidentally, she fell right in front of Warren Hawthorne.
As for the purpose, it was probably to make her suffer the public’s criticism and ruin her reputation.
Juliet Sterling immediately went to check on Veronica Crawford.
"Felicity, are you okay?"
Veronica Crawford’s hair was messy, and her gown had some dust on it. She pitifully choked, "I’m fine, just a little hurt, and it seems like I’ve scraped my skin."
Juliet Sterling turned her head and gave Eleanor Sterling a fierce glare.
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"Mom, I think this amounts to intentional harm. Why don’t we report it to the police and let this vicious woman go to prison and stay there for half her life!"
Eleanor Sterling looked at the few people, beaming a bright smile, "Really? Is Aunt really going to call the police? If not, I can help you."
With that, she took out her phone.
Seeing this, the few people looked puzzled.
What’s going on? Eleanor Sterling wasn’t afraid?
"Oh, I forgot to tell Aunt, there’s video surveillance installed in this hall. Should we take a look at the replay? See if I really pushed Miss Crawford."
At these words, Veronica Crawford’s face turned as white as a sheet.