Chapter 543: Chapter 543

Watching Eleanor Sterling clear everything up, Mrs. Faulkner breathed a complete sigh of relief. This update is available on novel{f}ire.net

She glared at Old Master Faulkner and huffed, "See, Eleanor is very capable, even that... what was it, Tang... Tang something?"

She couldn’t remember the name for a moment and stuttered for a while.

Estelle Sterling prompted from the side, "Great-grandmother, it’s Clara Thornton. She’s very impressive, even more than Giselle Keating, the pharmacist."

Mrs. Faulkner nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes, Clara Thornton! Old man, look, even Clara Thornton works for Eleanor. What more dissatisfaction do you have with her?"

Old Master Faulkner pursed his lips, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Although unwilling to admit it, Eleanor Sterling’s handling of this situation indeed surprised him.

Perhaps she wasn’t as bad as he thought.

There was a banquet after the conference.

However, Ronan Keating didn’t attend. Instead, he dragged Giselle Keating to the office of the conference hall.

"Giselle, why did you do this?" Ronan’s face was very unpleasant.

Thinking of what Alaric Faulkner said to him earlier, his brow furrowed even tighter.

Giselle pouted, her tone still somewhat defiant, and huffed, "What did I do?"

Ronan’s demeanor turned colder, pressing, "Be honest with me, was it you behind Eleanor’s situation?

Bribing Donovan Young to accuse her and spreading rumors in the group about her impersonation."

Ronan actually scolded her, and Giselle’s tears immediately welled up.

Is this still the fifth brother who loved her most?

"Fifth brother, I did this to make Eleanor leave Alaric. Only when she’s disgraced will she be unworthy of him, and the Faulkner Family wouldn’t let them be together."

Listening to Giselle’s twisted reasoning, Ronan was nearly furious.

His face darkened increasingly, finally gnashing as he snapped, "Who do you think Alaric Faulkner is? If he hadn’t shown mercy, you’d be in big trouble right now!"

Upon hearing this, a flash of jealousy crossed Giselle’s eyes, and she exclaimed, "Why! I’m the eldest daughter of the Keating Family, why must he defend that woman!

Besides looking decent, does Eleanor have anything better than me?"

Looking at Giselle’s full sense of superiority.

Ronan felt a bit of a headache, feeling that his sister had been spoiled.

The fact that Eleanor is Sally he hadn’t told Giselle, as he knew Eleanor didn’t want that identity publicized.

Thinking of Alaric Faulkner’s kindness to Eleanor, Giselle began to blame Ronan.

"If it weren’t for all of you stopping me, perhaps I’d be the one by Alaric Faulkner’s side now!"

Seeing her stubbornness, Ronan gritted his teeth and said, "I’ve known Alaric Faulkner for many years, and he’s always known you.

If he truly liked you, perhaps no one else would be involved. Think it over, carefully!"

Of course, Giselle refused to accept this reality.

She just felt she was a little late, as long as she could take down Eleanor, Alaric Faulkner would be hers.

Now that Eleanor snatched Alaric Faulkner, even her most doting brother sided with her.

The resentment in Giselle’s heart deepened further.

"Let me have someone take you back to the Keating Family first," Ronan sighed wearily.

Perhaps only by sending her back under strict supervision could she avoid causing such trouble again.

"No, I’m not going back!" Giselle’s expression became grotesque, and she shouted angrily, "I want to stay here, I will make Alaric Faulkner mine, just wait!"

After speaking, Giselle turned and pushed the door open to run out.

Ronan’s face turned somber.

Giselle was more and more out of control; it was indeed time to send her back to the Keating Family for strict discipline.

Forget it, after the banquet, he’ll take her back to the Keating Family.