Once they reached the safe zone, Yvette Ray finally sighed in relief.
Eleanor Sterling was staring blankly out the window, lost in thought, looking somewhat forlorn.
Yvette couldn’t help but hug Eleanor, comforting her, "Eleanor, don’t be too upset, men aren’t worth much. After the pain, the skies clear. We’ll do just fine on our own in the future."
Ronan Keating, the jerk driving in front, pursed his lips, feeling like he got hit in the knee.
Eleanor turned her head and said, "You’re thinking too much. I’m not that fragile."
Yvette knew Eleanor’s psychological resilience—she didn’t crumble even when Faye Sterling harmed her terribly back then, and now she surely wouldn’t react like other abandoned women.
Eleanor reached out her hand to her, "Give me the phone."
Although puzzled, Yvette handed her phone to Eleanor, saying, "The password is Little Ran’s birthday."
Eleanor successfully unlocked the phone. She searched for news about Alaric Faulkner and Giselle Keating’s wedding.
There was no need to search specifically; all related news popped up instantly.
Yvette’s face changed, and she wanted to snatch the phone from Eleanor, "Eleanor, don’t look."
Eleanor held down her hand, "I’m okay, don’t worry. I want to understand how things are progressing."
Alaric Faulkner and Giselle Keating’s grand wedding was the talk of the town, reported everywhere, dominating the headlines.
"Alaric Faulkner, future head of the Faulkner Family in Aethelgard, and Giselle Keating, heiress of The Keating Family, will hold their grand wedding in a week at The Keating Family estate in K country."
The news included photos of Alaric and Giselle, even capturing the moment they appeared together outside the civil affairs bureau, indicating they had already registered their marriage.
In the photos, Alaric looked expressionless while Giselle wore a face full of joy.
Yvette, next to Eleanor, also saw the photos.
She looked at Eleanor worriedly, concerned she might not accept this reality.
When she initially learned of Alaric’s plan to marry Giselle, she felt shocked and furious.
Eleanor wasn’t angry, just wore a cold smile.
The day she saw Alaric’s phone confirmed it had been specially handled; such significant wedding news was scrubbed clean, leaving no trace at all.
If not for her spontaneous impulse to go for a walk today, she’d probably still be kept entirely in the dark.
After reading, Eleanor remained calm, though her eyes held a hint of chill. She spoke, "Let’s go to my master’s place first."
She needed to understand the truth first to know what to do next.
Inside Elder Sawyer’s laboratory.
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Elder Sawyer sighed and said, "No idea how much longer it will take to extract all the toxins; every extra day is an extra risk for Eleanor."
Brian Zane also looked grim, "Let’s see what we can do. We’ll pick up the pace; we’ll finish sooner."
Originally arch-enemies, the two had temporarily reconciled for Eleanor, aiming to conquer this challenge together.
The laboratory door suddenly opened; Eleanor, Yvette, and Ronan stepped in.
The two of them widened their eyes in surprise upon seeing Eleanor.
"Eleanor? Why are you here?"