CHAPTER 129: CHAPTER 129: ESTELLE STERLING’S SCHEMES

"What are you doing here?" Eleanor Sterling asked.

Ever since being pinned and kissed by him at Shannon Sheffield’s coming-of-age gala, Eleanor Sterling had been keeping her distance from him.

She realized that Alaric Faulkner wasn’t just toying around; he was serious.

And he was Faye Sterling’s man; she didn’t want any involvement with him.

"Dylan Lawson said you brought a patient over for emergency care, so I came to check on you."

Eleanor casually replied, "Oh, thank you for your concern, President Faulkner. It’s no big deal now."

"Shall I give you a ride home?"

Eleanor was about to refuse, but he seemed to sense her intent.

He curled his lips into a cold smile, "If you dare refuse, I’ll kiss you right here to confirm your identity. I’m sure many would love to see the drama."

After saying this, he stepped forward, closing in on Eleanor, stirring a strong sense of crisis within her.

His cold aura drew near, reminding Eleanor of all that happened before, and she couldn’t help but tremble.

Goodness, could this man be any more shameless?

He’s so despicable, he doesn’t care about his reputation.

"President Faulkner, you’re still regarded as Faye Sterling’s man. Is it appropriate for you to be affectionate with me here at the hospital?"

Alaric Faulkner’s dark eyes briefly flickered with amusement as he replied, "What’s inappropriate about it?"

Eleanor’s face darkened; she didn’t want people gossiping about her shamelessly seducing her brother-in-law.

Alaric Faulkner looked at Eleanor and spoke slowly, "After all, Miss Sterling also needs to find a father for Estelle, and I need to find a mother for the little one."

"When did I say I wanted to find a father for Estelle?"

Eleanor was utterly confused.

Alaric’s deep eyes glowed with a dim light, "I’m a better match than your assistant Micah Moss; you don’t need to prioritize him."

Locking his gaze on Eleanor, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

God knows how jealous he was when he heard Eleanor say that one good word, and he couldn’t help but want to plunder...

Eleanor’s heart skipped a beat, suddenly recalling the conversation she had with Micah Moss after that evening’s banquet.

She indeed mentioned that if she ever wanted to find a father for Estelle, Micah Moss would be her top choice.

But how did this man know?

Eleanor had no idea that Estelle had sold her out again, installing a recording device in her car and trading the recorded information with Alaric Faulkner for a hefty fee.

Eleanor awkwardly laughed, "President Faulkner, you’re just joking around. I have no intention of finding a man at the moment."

After saying this, she took two steps back, intent on keeping a strong distance from Alaric Faulkner.

Alaric narrowed his eyes, his expression dissatisfied.

This woman exuded disdain for him everywhere, as if he were a plague she couldn’t avoid.

Realizing this, his handsome face darkened swiftly. She wants to stay away? He’ll push closer!

Already on guard, Eleanor quickly said, "I’d appreciate a ride home, President Faulkner. Did you bring your car? Let’s go!"

Seeing Eleanor’s look, as if she couldn’t wait to hit him, Alaric’s smile deepened.

He seemed to have found Eleanor’s weakness.

However, her quick compromise left him with no chance to get close to her, leaving him somewhat disappointed.

Half an hour later, they reached the apartment building.

"Thank you, President Faulkner. I’ll be going now," Eleanor said, quickly jumping out of the car and shutting the door.

With smooth, fluid movements, she didn’t give Alaric a chance to speak, fearing he might follow her upstairs.

Watching Eleanor’s back as she fled, Alaric slowly curled his lips.

Eleanor Sterling, you can’t escape.

Inside the room, Estelle Sterling was playing a video game.

When Eleanor came in, he greeted her, "Sister Eleanor, you’re back!"

Gazing at Estelle, Eleanor’s eyes narrowed dangerously.

She asked coldly, "You little brat, did you install something in my car?"