Chapter 322: Chapter 322

Stella Hawthorne sighed, "Eleanor, I’m only telling you the truth. I don’t know why, but when I see you, I just let my guard down and spill everything.

To the outside world, I’m just a regular person with no ties to The Hawthorne Family, and even my boyfriend doesn’t know."

Hearing this, Eleanor Sterling looked utterly surprised.

But thinking about the Hawthorne Family’s noble status, which could potentially cause big trouble, she nodded.

"Alright, I understand. I won’t let it slip."

The two enjoyed a lavish lunch, meant for three, but eaten by just the two of them, leaving their stomachs about to burst.

After eating, they just laid there unwilling to move.

It seemed as if the timing was calculated; after they finished eating, people from the Summit Starlight came to clean up.

Sylvia Jarvis only returned from outside just then, and she hid away on her own bed.

Today was the first day, and there wasn’t much to do, probably just moving things and meeting some good friends.

Eleanor Sterling took out her phone to send a message to Hazel Langley, letting her know she went to the medical school. Original content can be found at novel fire.net

Hazel Langley: "What? To be a teacher? Since when did you become so caring?"

Eleanor Sterling replied with slight annoyance.

"No, to be a student, no one knows my identity."

Quickly, a series of shocked emojis came in from Hazel Langley.

"Eleanor Sterling, have you lost your mind? Going to study? You, an ’old woman’, actually mingling with a group of students?"

Seeing Hazel Langley’s use of ’old woman’, Eleanor Sterling’s face darkened.

"Blocked, friendship over, never seeing you again."

Eleanor Sterling had been busy all day and was tired, so she decided to take an afternoon nap.

Unexpectedly, she slept until evening.

Perhaps from that overly filling lunch, she surprisingly didn’t feel hungry.

The dorm was empty except for Eleanor Sterling with the moon outside already climbing the tree branches.

She glanced at her phone and found a pitiful message from Hazel Langley begging for forgiveness, and a message from Stella Hawthorne.

Stella mentioned she went on a date and didn’t want to disturb Eleanor Sterling, but if she woke up, she could bring her some food as thanks for lunch.

Eleanor Sterling shook her head; of course, she didn’t intend to ruin her date.

She got up, freshened up, and planned to go out and see what to eat.

Unexpectedly, the phone rang.

Thinking it was Stella Hawthorne, Eleanor Sterling didn’t check the caller ID and answered, "Enjoy your date, don’t worry about me."

There was a moment of silence on the other end before Alaric Faulkner’s deep voice sounded.

Eleanor Sterling was taken aback. She glanced at the phone and realized it was truly his call. She cleared her throat, "Oh, is there something you need?"

"I’m at the dorm entrance, come down."

Eleanor Sterling suspiciously walked to the balcony and indeed saw a low-key business car parked at the entrance.

It seemed Alaric Faulkner also knew not to be too conspicuous and didn’t bring out his sports car.

Soon, Eleanor Sterling went downstairs.

She walked to the car and knocked on the window; the car’s tinted windows were so dark that she couldn’t see inside.

All Eleanor Sterling could see was her slender reflection, not the person inside.

The car door opened and she was pulled inside.

The driver had tactfully opened the door and stepped out, standing a few steps away on guard.

Alaric Faulkner looked at Eleanor Sterling, his gaze softened, and his thin lips unknowingly curled into a smile.

This woman could make him wildly infatuated, this woman bewitched him into falling at her feet, entering his heart.

Eleanor Sterling saw Alaric Faulkner’s love-struck expression while looking at her and felt a bit speechless.

So it seems, Alaric Faulkner isn’t a man who goes for looks?

"Have you had dinner?" he asked in a low voice.

Alaric Faulkner took a bag from the passenger seat and handed it to her, "I bought this for you."

Eleanor Sterling pouted, "Are you trying to raise pigs?"

Feeding three meals a day on schedule?

"If you’re willing to be my pig, I can take care of you."

Eleanor Sterling rolled her eyes, "Get lost."

"I’m going back." With that, she grabbed the bag and was about to get out of the car.

Unexpectedly, just as she reached for the door, someone grabbed her waist and pulled her back.