CHAPTER 70: CHAPTER 70: SUCH AN OLD-FASHIONED TACTIC

No wonder Alaric Faulkner had him immediately return to Veridia City, just to orchestrate an encounter with that woman.

Such an old-fashioned tactic.

Jasper Faulkner shot Alaric Faulkner a resentful glance, silently accusing him.

Alaric Faulkner kept his eyes straight ahead, not looking at him at all.

Helpless, Jasper Faulkner could only walk back to Alaric Faulkner’s side, accompanying him to wait for someone.

Eleanor Sterling looked at the two men standing next to her, feeling a bit of a headache.

Their appearances were too striking, attracting a lot of attention.

People passing by kept looking back, and some even raised their phones to take clandestine photos.

This celebrity-style treatment was not something she wanted to enjoy.

Eleanor Sterling looked at Alaric Faulkner and finally couldn’t help but say, "Uh... President Faulkner, we’re really not that close, you can take the second young master Faulkner and leave."

She thought that her words were clear enough for Alaric Faulkner to leave.

Unexpectedly, he looked at Eleanor Sterling with an expressionless face and spoke coolly, "I’m not in a hurry."

Jasper Faulkner, standing by, felt embarrassed for him.

The girl was already starting to send him away, yet Alaric Faulkner shamelessly pretended not to hear. Jasper couldn’t help but admire him.

Standing aside, he felt like his own face was on fire.

Seeing Alaric Faulkner unfazed, Eleanor Sterling felt even more helpless and pinched her brow.

What a situation.

So, Eleanor Sterling could only ignore Alaric Faulkner’s presence and looked towards the airport passage, where people were slowly coming out.

Soon, she spotted Micah Moss among the crowd, pulling a suitcase.

He looked refined and handsome, wearing thin gold-rimmed glasses, gentle and warm like jade, exuding extreme warmth.

Estelle Sterling quickly waved at him, "Uncle Micah, over here, over here."

Seeing Eleanor Sterling and Estelle Sterling standing there, a hint of joy flashed across Micah Moss’s face as he quickened his pace.

He stopped first in front of Eleanor Sterling, looking at her with a gaze that was gentle yet intensely revealing.

Then he turned to Estelle Sterling beside Eleanor and crouched down to pick her up.

"Little Star, long time no see."

Watching the two embrace, Eleanor Sterling chuckled, "You better not hold him; he’s been eating a lot lately and is sure to have gained weight."

Estelle Sterling turned her head, displeased, "No, I haven’t."

Micah Moss smiled gently, "It’s good for boys to be a bit stronger."

"Nonsense, I’m not."

Micah laughed heartily, "No worries, I’ll treat you to a feast tonight."

...

Watching those who looked like a family of three, jealousy bubbled in Alaric Faulkner’s heart.

Listening to the familiar tone between Micah Moss and Eleanor Sterling was enough to prove their relationship was not simple.

At the very least, Eleanor Sterling showed none of the resistance she displayed towards him.

In an instant, Alaric Faulkner’s expression darkened.

Micah Moss sensed the chill from the side and instinctively looked at Alaric Faulkner.

Who was this man?

Why did it feel like his gaze was looking at him as if eyeing his own possession with sharp intensity?

Perhaps sensing danger, he instinctively pulled Eleanor Sterling away, which only darkened Alaric Faulkner’s face further.

Under great pressure, Micah Moss could only stand in front of Eleanor Sterling, blocking Alaric Faulkner’s sight.

"Eleanor, let’s leave quickly."

Eleanor Sterling nodded, "Alright, let’s go."

She turned to Alaric Faulkner and said, "President Faulkner, my person is here, we’ll leave now."

The words "my person" unequivocally confirmed Micah Moss’s identity. Alaric Faulkner’s eyes turned icy as he stared at Micah Moss, sending a chill down his spine, making his palms sweat.

It turned out this man knew Eleanor Sterling.