At this mont, Eleanor Keaton was still shouting in the restroom, clutching the bucket in her hand, not knowing what to do.
Cecilia Lynch stood outside the restroom, inexplicably finding it amusing.
Eleanor Keaton, after all, was a wealthy young lady, having received a high-class education from a young age. How could she co up with such lowbrow tricks?
However, thinking about Eleanor holding a horribly slly bucket made Cecilia unable to suppress her laughter.
The sunlight fell on her face, and she smiled exceptionally brightly.
Feeling as if soone was watching her, her heart clenched, and she followed that gaze until she t Julian Keaton’s unguarded eyes. Her smile suddenly froze.
Cecilia and Julian hadn’t seen each other for several days.
She originally thought they would never et again in this lifeti, but unexpectedly, they t so abruptly.
And the person in the restroom was Julian’s sister, Eleanor Keaton!
Cecilia’s first thought was to escape.
But her legs felt like they were filled with lead, not allowing her to move.
She greedily looked at Julian, feeling happy even just watching him from afar.
Julian was the first to take steps towards Cecilia.
He had seen the joy that had just appeared on her face and unintentionally beca entranced.
During the days entirely away from her, she had been in all his dreams, crying, laughing, and acting coy.
And just now, he had truly seen her smile so happily.
After leaving him, had she indeed, been living better?
Julian continued walking toward Cecilia, his gaze fixated on her, refusing to look away, his gentle eyes brimming with unfathomable longing.
As Julian ca closer and closer, Cecilia’s heart pounded wildly, as if it might leap out of her chest.
What would Julian say to her?
Knowing how she treated his sister, would he bla her?
Had his wife already been chosen?
Cecilia had a myriad of questions she wanted to ask Julian.
But all the questions were stuck in her throat, and she couldn’t utter a single word.
Julian paused for a second in front of Cecilia, then strode past her, directly entering the ladies’ restroom.
Cecilia’s vision beca blurred at that mont.
It was heartache, it was ridicule, it was helplessness, it was a sigh, it was deep... resentnt.
That’s right!
She seed to forget that they agreed the next ti they t, they would act like strangers, pretending not to know each other.
Being able to catch a glimpse from a distance was already a luxury; how could she still hope for them to exchange words?
Cecilia stood in place, tears falling silently, clutching the spot over her heart.
It hurt so much!
Julian entered the ladies’ restroom, and Eleanor, seeing him, cried out as if seeing a savior, "Brother! Help ! What do I do! How can I return to the banquet looking like this!"
"Nonsense!" Julian’s handso face clouded over, "You think I don’t know why you ended up like this?"
Because he knew Eleanor would act rashly, Julian was always on guard against her.
"Are you still worried about that?" Eleanor stomped her feet anxiously, "Brother, please help ! I don’t know what to do now! I’m scared to go out! This thing won’t co off no matter what! It slls awful! Brother, you..."
While speaking, Eleanor moved closer to Julian.
In a hurry, Julian stepped back to avoid her.
"You asked for it!" Julian said harshly, "I warned you more than once not to provoke Evelyn Morgan, but you wouldn’t listen!"
"I won’t admit defeat!" Eleanor shouted, "I’ll make Evelyn Morgan pay!"
"No, it’s not!" Eleanor imdiately shouted, "Evelyn Morgan has been at the banquet all along; she couldn’t have known this in advance. She must have a partner! It’s that partner who made end up like this! I will find her, and I won’t let them get away with it!"
"I forbid you to investigate further!" Julian’s stern voice rang out, exuding a cold, fierce aura, powerful enough to leave Eleanor hesitant to defy him.
"Why?" Eleanor could hardly believe Julian’s attitude at this mont, "Brother, I’ve been bullied like this, and you won’t let seek revenge?"
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