Chapter 362: Chapter 362
Seeing someone looking over, the man didn’t want to lose face, so he directly took out all the money from his wallet.
"A thousand bucks! Is that enough? If not, I’ll transfer you on WeChat, two thousand for you to have a drink."
Looking at his disdainful expression, Eleanor Sterling’s eyes gradually turned cold. This so-called "average" man really had thick skin.
Faye Sterling signaled to a few women.
They immediately understood, walked over to Eleanor Sterling, and started mocking her with a smile.
"Eleanor Sterling, why don’t you just drink it? It’s just a glass of wine."
"Yeah, stop pretending. You probably want to drink it deep down, right?"
"Don’t be shy; we won’t laugh at you."
Although they said they wouldn’t laugh, their eyes were full of undisguised contempt and disdain.
Tiffany Chase even took out her phone, opened the recording function, and started filming Eleanor Sterling.
Faye Sterling also slowly walked up.
"You all don’t force her. Maybe she’s just embarrassed to drink." Faye Sterling smirked wickedly, "Or you could just give her a hand."
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Immediately, they looked schadenfreudically pleased.
"Alright then, let’s help Eleanor Sterling out."
Tiffany Chase eagerly laughed, "Lucy, hurry up, I’m still filming."
Lucy Zane, without hesitation, grabbed the bottle of wine from the man’s hand and intended to force Eleanor to drink it.
The commotion below attracted the attention of those on the second floor.
Stella Hawthorne was originally wandering over to watch people dance below but unexpectedly saw Eleanor Sterling being bullied there.
Seeing clearly, Stella let out a gasp.
"Ah! It’s Eleanor! What’s she doing here? It looks like those people want to trouble her. Brother, go help her."
Following Stella’s words, Alaric Faulkner put down his wine glass, his face heavily darkened.
He of course knew Stella and Eleanor were roommates, and now the "Eleanor" she mentioned naturally referred to Eleanor Sterling.
Alaric Faulkner stood up and quickly walked out.
After Stella’s astonishment, Alaric Faulkner had already disappeared.
Dylan Lawson couldn’t help but say, "Look at how anxious President Faulkner is when his woman is in trouble. It shows how serious he is about her."
Seth Sullivan raised an eyebrow, "She’s here? Who’s got the nerve to bully Alaric’s woman."
He carried his wine glass over for a look below and soon saw the woman surrounded in the middle.
The next second, the wine sprayed from Seth Sullivan’s mouth with a ’pfft!’ and his face turned a shade of red, coughing violently.
"Oh shit!! Dylan, get over here!"
"What’s up?" Dylan looked at Seth in confusion and chuckled, "Is it that exaggerated? You also think Eleanor Sterling looks good, huh?"
Seth Sullivan’s expression changed, twitching uncontrollably at the corners of his mouth.
Good-looking? With a face that swollen and blotchy, Seth thought he was kidding?
Was Dylan blind or was he?
Seeing Seth’s resentful look, Dylan curiously walked over, only to see Eleanor Sterling’s changed appearance.
He opened his mouth wide in surprise and after a while, coughed lightly, awkwardly saying, "Uh... what happened to Eleanor Sterling’s face? Could it be an allergic reaction?"
At this moment, Stella finally reacted and quickly spoke, "Do you guys know Eleanor? Her face did have an allergic reaction and hasn’t healed for a long time.
Oh! Dylan, aren’t you a doctor? Take a look at her later."
Dylan nodded, "Sure."
He glanced below and, worried, said, "I should still go check. What if President Faulkner ends up killing those people."
With Alaric Faulkner’s concern for Eleanor Sterling, those people were daring to provoke him were truly courting death.