Feeling like she had become a sandwich cookie, Eleanor Sterling’s mind quickly flashed with the thought of running away.
She forced a smile, "I just remembered, tonight my best friend wants me to go drinking with her. You two can sleep however you want, I’m not coming back tonight." ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ NoveI[F]ire.net
She felt that it was better to quickly distance herself from here, otherwise she might die.
Since these two seemed to like staying, let them be affectionate and battle each other.
Micah Moss understood Eleanor Sterling, realizing he’d put her in a tough spot, and as he always did, he immediately decided to change his mind.
He touched Estelle Sterling’s head and said, "Little Star, I was joking earlier, the hotel is already booked."
Upon hearing that Micah Moss wouldn’t stay here, the coldness surrounding Alaric Faulkner dissipated somewhat.
Alaric Faulkner looked at Caleb Faulkner and said, "If you want to stay here, go ahead. I still have work tomorrow."
This implied that if Caleb Faulkner wanted to stay, he could, but Alaric wouldn’t.
Micah Moss’s tense nerves instantly relaxed.
After a long time, Eleanor Sterling sent away Alaric Faulkner, Jasper Faulkner, and Micah Moss, returning to her room.
Several sketches were spread out in the room; they were the initial designs for Shannon Sheffield, and tomorrow was the day for submission.
Eleanor Sterling’s eyes dimmed slightly, and a faint smile tugged at her lips.
As long as Faye Sterling didn’t cause any trouble, her design was sure to win the favor of The Sheffield Family’s heiress.
Meanwhile, at the Faulkner Family’s villa.
Faye Sterling stared eagerly at the door, waiting for Alaric Faulkner to return, not expecting that it was already late, and she still hadn’t seen him.
She couldn’t help furrowing her brow.
Lately, Alaric Faulkner had been out more and more, as if this home had become a place to avoid.
Even that little wild child ran off and disappeared without a trace; who knows where they wandered off to.
Could it be that they’ve gone to Eleanor Sterling’s place?
Thinking of how Eleanor Sterling attracted the attention of both father and son as soon as she appeared, Faye Sterling’s face twisted in a mask of anger.
She absolutely couldn’t let Eleanor Sterling continue to be so arrogant, a harsh glint flashing in Faye Sterling’s eyes.
The Queen of The State of Xylos had already replied to her email, expressing willingness to join The Sheffield Family’s heiress’s coming-of-age celebration in consideration of the Faulkner Family’s reputation.
She wouldn’t publicize this, waiting instead to surprise Eleanor Sterling.
Faye Sterling’s lips curled up in a sinister smile.
If Eleanor Sterling lost tomorrow and then was exposed at the banquet for lying, it would be truly spectacular.
The next day, Faye Sterling, accompanied by Catherine Chapman, headed to The Sheffield Family.
On the way, Catherine Chapman continually flattered Faye Sterling.
"Mrs. Faulkner, surely your design will stun the people at The Sheffield Family, they’ll dismiss Eleanor Sterling, and Shannon Sheffield’s coming-of-age celebration jewelry design will undoubtedly be yours."
Listening to her flattery, Faye Sterling enjoyed it immensely, her lips curling in satisfaction.
She snorted, "Of course, I’m Anne Adler’s disciple after all."
Catherine Chapman nodded repeatedly, saying, "Indeed, Master Anne inherited skills from the world’s top jewelry design master, Yuna, and you’re no less as her disciple."
Faye Sterling’s smile was continuous.
Having studied under Anne Adler had granted her abundant face value, just the name alone was enough to crush Eleanor Sterling.
What did Eleanor Sterling have to contest with her?
She should become her foil, a laughingstock for everyone!
Faye Sterling’s expression grew disdainful, mocking, "Let’s see Eleanor Sterling’s pathetic defeat later, that would be quite entertaining."