Chapter 97 What It Means To Like Someone
Eileen used to be ruthless and willful, often leading the bullying of others. However, with the arrival of Elm, she gradually found herself isolated and oppressed, becoming the one
subjected to bullying.
Eileen acknowledged her wrongdoing. She couldn’t justify her past actions, nor could she find the words to explain.
Overall, this banquet was far from enjoyable.
Even if her connection with Yvette was only superficial, whether she leveraged her relationship to get close to Eric or played matchmaker for Yvette and Eric, using her departure from Eric and the Swan family to her advantage-none of it mattered.
Eileen still wanted to maintain this relationship.
As the sky darkened and the temperature dropped, her shawl was no longer sufficient to ward off the chill. Eileen had the Friedman family’s housekeeper fetch another bottle of safflower oil, which she used to massage her ankles. It took over half an hour for the swelling to finally subside.
At that moment, someone approached. “Miss, is this your phone?”
“Yes, it is. Could you please put it on the table for me? It’s rather inconvenient for me right
now.
The housekeeper noted, “Your phone has been ringing non-stop.”
“Got it.” Eileen’s dress lacked pockets, making it inconvenient to carry a phone. Typically, phones would be stored in the deposit box at the entrance when they arrived.
Eileen was curious about who would call her at this hour.
Wiping her hands, she picked up her phone just as the call came through again. She chose not to answer, allowing it to disconnect automatically.
More messages followed.
Why haven’t you gone back yet?
Is your foot feeling any better?
Do you
need me to send Fabian to pick you up?
Eileen… return the message.
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messages,
the sender’s concern, for her, it felt as if she were constantly being observed.
report to him at any time or follow his every wish, and
by one. Yvette had only made a brief appearance, going upstairs
into her shoes as it grew late, Eileen
eleven o’clock, the crowd in the hall had mostly dispersed,
I won’t hold a grudge about what happened last time. But if you’re free, how about treating me to a meal tomorrow? What do
the latest high-end perfume of the year, its scent overpowering and somewhat discomforting. However, this perfume happened to be the birthday gift that Gavin had. chosen
long as you’re pleased, Ms. Friedman,” he replied. Noticing Vera covering her mouth and yawning out of the
Vera responded.
whenever you have the time, feel free to join me for a meal. It’s getting late…
glance at Vera without uttering a word. “All right then! I’ll come find you after school tomorrow. Remember, you promised to treat me to a meal, so not
man nodded slightly. “Of course.”
holding onto Eric’s hand, left the
She wrapped herself tighter in the coat Eric had given
any trace of
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feelings too well, with joy and anger never
couldn’t even fathom his true thoughts.
coolly replied, “Don’t overthink it; get in the car.” He opened
she also spotted Eileen, who had just emerged from the main entrance.
difficulty, supported by
of the car, settled into the driver’s seat, and awaited the start of
the housekeeper, saying, “You can head back, ma’am. My driver’s just around
be careful on your way
right. Thank you,” Eileen replied
the cold wind, she hugged herself and
of an eye, a figure appeared in front of
an overcoat.
her eyelashes trembling slightly. After
in frustration, so I couldn’t resist coming back to check on her, and to my surprise, I found her shivering in the cold by the roadside.” His gentle amber eyes regarded her as if
saw everything.
that time, Eileen hadn’t seen him.
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