<h4>Chapter 483: Jealousy Strikes</h4>


    Ten minutester, all the dishes were served, and a waiter stayed in the private room to attend to them.


    Through the ss door of the private room, E could see several stylish and alluringly dressed actresses entering the restaurant outside.


    One of them stood out to her in particr: Aurora.


    Aurora’s voice was remarkably pure and clear, with an ethereal quality that made it unforgettable.


    Among the singers under LXL’sbel, Aurora was the one E remembered distinctly. She and Eric had even decided to promote Aurora, confident that within ten years, Aurora would rise to the pinnacle of the music world.


    Aurora was apanied by two other actresses.


    Aurora’s attire was rtively modest, but the other two actresses dressed far more provocatively.


    They took seats at the table closest to the private room, chatting andughing as they ordered their meals.


    Although the people outside couldn’t see inside, E had instructed the staff to leave a small gap in the door for better airflow, allowing faint sounds from outside to filter in.


    "Aurora is amazing. Even her voice is beautiful. If I were a man, I’d definitely fall in love with her," E remarked with a lightugh.


    Eric raised an eyebrow dismissively. "No matter how beautiful she is, she’s no match for my woman. And besides, if you became a man, you’d only be allowed to love me."


    E’s face lit up with a smile as her delicate hand picked up her utensils. She began to eat slowly with Eric.


    The actresses outside had started speaking louder.


    "I heard Mrs. Nelson is at work today, but I didn’t get to see her," said the one in a tight ck dress, smiling, though a trace of disdain lingered in her expression.


    "It’s better not to gossip about others," said the one in a blue dress lightly, signaling the woman in ck to stop speaking carelessly.


    Aurora simply smiled faintly and said nothing.


    The woman in ck gave a cold chuckle. "Women have such different fates. Marry a good husband, and you’ll live a life of ease and luxury. But people like us have to work tirelessly. And if you happen to offend the wrong person, you’ll get cklisted—just like Anna!"


    Anna was the actress who had once tried to climb into Eric’s bed, brazenly showing up at his office to seduce him.


    Eric, utterly disgusted, had cklisted her. Now her schedule was empty, and she had no performance opportunities.


    E’s face remained serene, while a flicker of cold light shed in Eric’s eyes. He smiled faintly, though a chilling aura emanated from him.


    "What’s this? They’re saying you climbed the socialdder, and you’re not angry?"


    E raised an eyebrow. "And what do you think I should do? March out there as Mrs. Nelson, point my finger at those actresses, and yell at them to get lost? Or should I gracefully and arrogantly tell them they’re cklisted?"


    Eric burst outughing.


    "Kick one out, and another will take her ce. How could I possibly handle them all? Besides... if a dog barks at you, would you bark back? We must conduct ourselves with grace," E said with a warm smile, entirely unaffected by the people outside.


    Her tone was light and calm, and the actresses outside had no idea anyone was in the private room.


    "If you’d like me to cklist those two actresses, I cane up with a wless excuse," Eric said, winking. "I’d do anything to please my wife."


    E pressed her lips together in a slight smile, yfully blinking. "What if... I told you to cklist Aurora?"


    Eric gave her a puzzled look. "Why? Are you worried? If you’re serious, I wouldn’t hesitate to cklist her."


    E shook her head, picking up a creamy white porcin bowl. The color of her fair fingers was almost indistinguishable from the bowl’s pristine surface.


    "I’m just kidding," she said lightly.


    Women are naturally prone to suspicion, and even though E trusted Ericpletely, she couldn’t help but test him asionally.


    Aurora had plenty of admirers herself. Her beauty was stunning, and many male stars in thepany couldn’t help sneaking nces at her—a detail E had heard from Martinez, Eric’s secretary.


    As they ate, E and Eric exchanged casual, unimportant conversations. Meanwhile, the actresses outside dared not gossip about E anymore, as more and more people began arriving at the restaurant.


    After finishing their meal, E and Eric left the private room together. The moment the door opened, the actress in the ck dress looked up, and her face turned deathly pale upon seeing E.


    They immediately stood up to greet Eric and E, their manners cautious and deferential, especially the actress in ck, who went out of her way to act friendly.


    E’s expression remained indifferent, as if she hadn’t heard a thing. In her mind, gossipers were far better than those who would truly harm or nder her. After E and Eric left, the three actresses exchanged uneasy looks.


    "See? I told you not to gossip. What if Mrs. Nelson heard?" the actress in the blue dress muttered reproachfully.


    The woman in ck sat back down, her face still pale. She bit her lip nervously. "Maybe... she didn’t hear anything."


    "Don’t worry. She probably didn’t hear. Didn’t you notice how normal she looked? Besides, Mrs. Nelson has a bigger heart than most people. Don’t dwell on it, and just be more careful in the future," Aurora reassured her softly.


    The woman in ck nodded and took several deep breaths to calm her racing heart.


    ...


    After work in the afternoon, Eric and E bought some small snacks and went to Little Prince Preschool to pick up their sons.


    When the sweaty and excited Elias saw Eric and E, he cheered and dashed toward them.


    Obedient Dorian followed close behind. "Mommy, Daddy, you’re here to pick us up?"


    "Mommy, Daddy, we were so good today! Can we go to the aquarium this Sunday?" Elias asked, hugging Eric’s arm and pouting yfully.


    Dorian giggled. "Good? I saw Ms. Taylor crying because of you!"


    Their teacher, Taylor, looked flustered and quickly waved her hands. "Oh no, no... Dorian’s just joking. Mr. and Mrs. Nelson, you’ve done an amazing job raising your kids. Dorian and Elias can already recognize pictures and words—far ahead of kids who are four or five years old!"


    E beamed with pride at thepliment, though she knew Elias could be quite mischievous.


    "Oh, you tter us, Ms. Taylor. Elias is such a handful. He drives me crazy at home! Please don’t hesitate to scold him if he misbehaves," E said with a smile.


    Meanwhile, Eric wasughing and chatting with the twins, his warmth evident. He adored his sons, seeing reflections of both himself and E in their strikingly handsome faces.


    After a brief conversation with Taylor, Elias had already climbed into the car and was impatiently urging E, "Mommy, hurry up! Ms. Taylor, goodbye!"


    Ms. Taylor waved goodbye with a smile as E returned to the car, sitting beside Eric.


    The back seat had two child seats where Elias and Dorian satfortably.


    As the car drove off into the distance, Ms. Taylor rubbed her temples. E wasn’t wrong—Elias was indeed a handful, often teasing and making other children cry. Yet, many of the kids still loved ying with the twins.


    Thankfully, Dorian was quieter. Otherwise, Ms. Taylor and the other teachers would have been overwhelmed.


    On the way home, E turned to look at Elias.


    "Elias, was Ms. Taylor good to you today? How about your ssmates?" she asked gently.