Veronica shot Ellinor an annoyed look and said to Patricia in a disgruntled tone. âPatricia, ignore this psycho chick for now. Letâs go. Iâll take you to my room, where you can shower and change into some fresh clothes. Weâll deal with her laterâ
Patricia nodded, following Veronica upstairs. Halfway up, she turned her head, glaring at Ellinor with a look of pure venom.
That look was clearly a declaration of war!
Ellinor responded with a smile, clearly not bothered by her, and turned to call over a couple of maids to clean up the mess on the floor Devin just happened to be coming out of the kitchen. He saw what had just happened and let out a helpless sigh, asking Ellinor with concern, âEllinor, that meal isnât edible now, and you canât starve yourself. Iâll have the kitchen make you a sandwich just to tide you over, okay?â
Ellinor was indeed hungry, she nodded and said, âAlrigh!, keep it simple; just stick an egg in itâ
Just as Devin was about to go instruct the kitchen, a servant came rushing in, âDevin, Mr. Howard is here. He said he specifically came to see Ellinorâ
After hearing this, Devin looked surprised, âMr. Howard?â
The servant nodded, âYes, Mr. Howard.â
Devin found it strange. The Howard and Blanchet families were always at odds; they usually kept their distance even when there were no clashes.
Sure, Ms. Howard was an exception. She would visit because of her deep love for Mr. Blanchet.
But it was indeed rare for Mr. Howard himself to show up, and he even said he was here to visit Ellinor?
Devin felt uneasy; he turned to Ellinor and asked, âEllinor, Mr. Howard said heâs here to see you. Do you want to meet him?â
Ellinor gave a slight nod, âOkay, let him in.â
Devin signaled the servant who had informed them of Mr. Howardâs arrival, instructing him to guide Mr.
Howard in.
Soon, the servant led Balfour in.
Ellinor sat on one side of the dining room, looking at Balfour with a smile, âMr. Howard, that was quickâ
Balfour entered alone; his tall and upright figure was impressive.
However, his demeanor was not as calm as before, and his complicated look seemed somewhat cautious, âI was just around the corner, so I came right over when I got the call.â
Ellinor nodded and smiled, âWe just had a spill in the living room thatâs being cleaned up, so weâll chat here. I hope you donât mind, Mr. Howard?â
Balfour looked at her, his eyes full of self-blame. He shook his head, âNo, it doesnât matter where we talkâ
Ellinor chuckled, âI thought someone like you would mind having a conversation in a dining room that smells of food. But since you donât mind, please have a seat, Mr. Howard.â
With that, she lazily lifted her hand as a gesture of politeness.
A waiter stepped forward, pulling out a dining chair for the guest opposite Ellinor.
Balfour didnât say anything, he slowly walked over and took a seat.
Before they could start their conversation, a waitress came out of the kitchen with a simple sandwich and handed it to Ellinor.