Chapter 257: Chapter 257
Eleanor Sterling couldn’t fend him off, awkwardly chuckling twice, "President Faulkner, you’re being impulsive. Haven’t you considered that I might already like someone?"
Alaric Faulkner’s gaze instantly turned icy, his tone dangerously asking, "Someone you like? Who? Micah Moss? Do you think he can compare to me?"
Upon hearing this, Eleanor Sterling instinctively wanted to retort.
However, after thinking for a long while, she had to admit that Micah really couldn’t compare.
In terms of looks, the fact that Alaric Faulkner could be voted as the man every woman most wants to marry says it all.
In terms of wealth, there’s really no competition.
From any angle, Micah is almost utterly defeated, losing hopelessly.
"Just... just someone else." Eleanor Sterling mumbled.
Alaric Faulkner’s eyes narrowed dangerously.
Suddenly, he thought of the number one rival that even Estelle Sterling was wary of.
Unable to find any information, he only knew that both Eleanor Sterling and Estelle Sterling were apprehensive about him.
His deep eyes suddenly filled with a raging icy storm.
He cupped her delicate face and said in a low voice, "No matter who it is, I’m confident that one day you’ll go to great lengths for me."
Eleanor Sterling felt she couldn’t handle it.
Her heart raced, a strange and indescribable feeling spreading from deep within.
This was a sensation she’d never experienced before.
Her previous feelings weren’t wrong; she indeed had different feelings for Alaric Faulkner.
Unexpectedly, even fleeing to Aethelgard, she still couldn’t escape.
Eleanor Sterling turned her head, not daring to meet his eyes.
She said, "I hope you can wait for that day." Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn novel※fire.net
Alaric Faulkner lifted Eleanor Sterling’s chin, "Then from today, I officially pursue you."
After saying that, he planted a kiss on Eleanor Sterling’s lips, "Goodnight."
He stepped back, returning her freedom.
Used to Alaric Faulkner’s domineering ways, his sudden gentleness left Eleanor Sterling stunned, standing there in a daze for a long time.
Alaric Faulkner glanced at her, chuckling lightly, "What’s wrong?"
Eleanor Sterling murmured, "Usually you press me for a kiss until..."
Halfway through the sentence, she suddenly stopped.
Dammit, how could she say what was on her mind out loud!
Eleanor Sterling’s face immediately turned red, her expression utterly embarrassed, wishing she could dig a hole and hide.
Alaric Faulkner chuckled softly, "So Eleanor likes excitement, huh? Want me to make up for it?"
Eleanor Sterling shot him a look, jumped off the couch, and hurried back to her room.
Bam, the door closed.
Eleanor Sterling held onto her racing heart that hadn’t calmed down since a while ago.
Calm down, that’s someone she shouldn’t even dream of.
Now that she had a place to stay, Eleanor Sterling wasn’t in a hurry; she was waiting for Liam Keene to arrive in Aethelgard.
Though this compact house of Alaric Faulkner’s was small, it was situated in a prime location.
In the Aethelgard Center area, it offered a stunning river view, and it was clear the price was unquestionably high.
The next day, as Eleanor Sterling got up, she discovered Alaric Faulkner sitting on the couch, showing no intention of leaving.
Curious, she couldn’t help but ask, "Hey, aren’t you going to work?"
Alaric Faulkner’s thin lips curved slightly, "Eleanor, did you forget that I’ve been kicked out of the house?"
The complex tasks of the company had long since been handed over to Jasper Faulkner; he only needed to handle a few important ones. Now, his main task was to pursue his love.
Alright, Eleanor Sterling obediently kept quiet.
Although he talked about being kicked out of the house, in reality, Alaric Faulkner wasn’t so poor that he had nowhere to live.
Eleanor Sterling felt that she had definitely been dazzled by his looks when she took him in. Luckily, good deeds get rewarded; she received help when she was at her wit’s end.
Owing him twice, Eleanor Sterling thought it over and felt she should repay him somehow.