Chapter 293: Chapter 293
Eleanor Sterling visited the Faulkner Family for the first time.
Despite her worldly experience, she was still stunned by the luxury of the Faulkner estate.
This historic luxury estate was a symbol of wealth and power.
Eleanor suddenly remembered joking with Liam Keene.
In terms of wealth, who could possibly compete with the Faulkner Family!
If the Faulkner Family decided to throw a fortune at her, she would really have no resistance.
In terms of power... well, she had no background at all.
Eleanor paused for a moment and lowered her gaze as she walked towards the main house.
Mrs. Faulkner was sitting in the living room. Though her hair was already gray, she still exuded a regal and noble air.
Eleanor thought that Alaric Faulkner’s outstanding looks surely owed something to genetics, evident from Mrs. Faulkner.
Mrs. Faulkner cheerfully said, "Miss Sterling is here, please have a seat."
Facing such a cordial Mrs. Faulkner, three words flashed through Eleanor’s mind.
In this kind of situation, the enemy usually starts with a friendly attitude, hiding daggers behind smiles before turning tables with cold sarcasm.
Estelle Sterling and Caleb Faulkner did not appear at Mrs. Faulkner’s request, leaving only Mrs. Faulkner and Eleanor in the living room.
The servant placed delicate pastries and tea beside Eleanor.
Mrs. Faulkner squinted and began to scrutinize Eleanor closely.
She naturally possessed remarkable beauty, making it difficult for one to look away, and it’s no wonder Alaric had been captivated by her.
Mrs. Faulkner had looked into her background: 26 years old, a year older than Faye Sterling, and not highly educated.
Faye Sterling’s information was much more impressive compared to hers.
Apart from Estelle Sterling being a bad influence, there didn’t seem to be much that was unsatisfactory.
People find joy in beautiful things, and naturally, Mrs. Faulkner was no exception.
Her smile deepened as she bluntly stated, "You’re much prettier than Faye Sterling."
Eleanor responded neither arrogantly nor submissively, but did not add a word.
Faced with Eleanor’s unabashed manner, Mrs. Faulkner did not feel condescended, rather she thought Eleanor to be confident.
"I wonder why you wanted to see me?"
After asking this, Eleanor was fully prepared, waiting for Mrs. Faulkner to suddenly change face and tell her to stay away from Alaric.
Seeing Eleanor tense up, Mrs. Faulkner said, "Miss Sterling, no need to be so nervous. I merely wanted to get to know your situation."
After a pause, she added, "After all, being able to raise such an outstanding child like Estelle must mean you’re quite capable."
Eleanor furrowed her brows, not sure what this move from Mrs. Faulkner meant.
Was she going to praise first and criticize later?
"You’re too kind." She smiled indifferently.
Such a detached attitude might seem rude to an elder, but Mrs. Faulkner wasn’t bothered.
She even thought Eleanor was quite intriguing.
In another room, Estelle Sterling and Caleb Faulkner were huddled together, watching the live surveillance.
Caleb said, "Eleanor seems quite tense."
Estelle slapped her forehead, "I think she definitely misunderstood."
"That’s Sister Eleanor’s defensive posture, maybe she thought great-grandmother would give her trouble?" Estelle explained.
Caleb was amused, "Great-grandmother is a really nice person, she wouldn’t casually make things difficult for Eleanor." ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
The two could only continue watching helplessly.
Mrs. Faulkner squinted slightly, looking at Eleanor and asked, "Miss Sterling, I’ve heard about you and Alaric."
Eleanor’s nerves tightened, thinking to herself, it’s finally happening.
Next, Mrs. Faulkner would surely point out the disparity between them.
Then suggest Estelle acknowledge her ancestry, and Eleanor, an active participant, could be dismissed.
Mrs. Faulkner continued, "I noticed your educational background doesn’t seem very high."
Eleanor squinted her eyes, her expression instantly turning cold.