Chapter 317: Chapter 317

A man and a woman were holding hands, walking slowly on the boardwalk.

The woman was draped in the man’s suit jacket, making him appear gentlemanly and attentive.

She and the man beside her had a perfect height difference, from afar they looked like a stunning painting.

Eleanor Sterling suddenly thought of something and asked, "Faye Sterling didn’t make it, don’t you plan to help her?"

Alaric Faulkner had always been monitoring the exam results, so he must have known about Faye Sterling’s situation, but he had no intention of intervening from start to finish.

Eleanor Sterling couldn’t help but recall her previous time in Veridia City, when she had set up Faye Sterling to go to jail, he had coldly watched from the sidelines.

It seems when a man becomes ruthless, he is truly merciless. But why does this align with her wishes?

It seemed he saw the sarcasm in her eyes.

Alaric Faulkner was silent for a while, then looked at Eleanor Sterling seriously and said, "Eleanor, do you think I should have any goodwill towards a woman who framed me?

I didn’t send her to prison purely because she’s Caleb’s mother."

Eleanor Sterling pursed her lips, not speaking.

It seemed she was somewhat convinced...

But is this the issue? She felt they weren’t suited to continue discussing this, so she changed the topic.

"What if I didn’t make it either?"

Alaric Faulkner curved his lips, his deep eyes shimmering with brilliance, "Then I’ll pull strings for you."

His tone was completely different from when talking about Faye Sterling not making it, filled with indulgence and spoil.

Eleanor Sterling said, "Your grandmother said not to help, do you intend to go against her wishes?" Get full chapters from novｅlfire.net

Alaric Faulkner lowered his head, his gaze fixed on her, "I thought you knew me well; in front of you, I have no principles."

Eleanor Sterling was at a loss for words, left speechless.

He indeed had no principles, and was shameless, always taking liberties with her.

Leaving her helpless, not knowing how to deal with him, she could only choose to avoid him.

Eleanor Sterling spoke, "Let’s head back, leaving the kids in the restaurant is a bit improper."

"They should be happy we’re out on a date, possibly playing games right now."

Eleanor Sterling corrected him, "We’re not on a date, just a post-dinner digestion walk!"

Knowing the little woman was speaking contrary to her true feelings, Alaric Faulkner nodded, "Yes, a post-dinner digestion walk, with a side of dating."

Alaric Faulkner stopped, reached out to grasp her waist, pulling her into his embrace, and in Eleanor Sterling’s shock, planted a kiss on her lips.

When Eleanor Sterling came to her senses, he had already let her go.

She looked speechless, was Alaric Faulkner blind? To be able to kiss this face of hers!

Seeing Eleanor Sterling looking at him, Alaric Faulkner smiled and said, "Since the date has ended, a kiss is still necessary."

He shamelessly added, "I’ve held back all night."

Eleanor Sterling was both angry and embarrassed.

It turns out now Alaric Faulkner revealed his true colors.

She had thought this rascal had really become a gentleman, spending the whole evening just holding her little hand without crossing the line.

Unexpectedly, it was just her overthinking.

Estelle Sterling stood by the massive floor-to-ceiling window, holding her phone, smiling slyly.

Caleb Faulkner leaned in by her side, praising, "Wow, Estelle, you took this photo so well!"

"Of course, I’m professional!"

Estelle Sterling snickered mischievously, fiddling with her phone as she said, "I’ll post it to Moments again.

This time I’ll remember to block certain people, it definitely won’t backfire again."

Convinced that Alaric Faulkner’s rivals would retreat automatically upon seeing it.

Micah Moss was browsing Moments as usual when suddenly a post from Estelle Sterling popped up.

"Starlight spills over, the Milky Way about to fall, as if you flitted over and landed in my heart."

The image was of an exquisitely beautiful night sky, with a couple’s silhouettes barely visible under the dim light in the lower right corner, embracing.

The scene was as magical as a fairy tale.

Micah Moss instinctively felt that it must be Eleanor Sterling.

Then was that man Alaric Faulkner?

She went to Aethelgard, and Alaric Faulkner chased after her.

Faced with such persistent Alaric Faulkner, could Eleanor Sterling guard her heart?

Micah Moss took a deep breath, his expression downcast, perhaps he lost from the very start.