?Chapter 493:


    “Alexander, are you forbidding me from seeing my grandma?” Elyse pleaded, a surge of anxiety gripping her. Was Alexander implying a more permanent separation? Did he intend to iste Bertha from her?


    The rming thought that struck Elyse first was that without Bertha nearby, her financial support would vanish. Her extravagant spending to keep up with Karen’s social circle had already drained her resources.


    In desperation, Elyse said, “Alexander, this isn’t fair! Even if you move my grandma, I’ll find a way to visit her—”


    “No.” Alexander cut her off abruptly.


    Just as Elyse was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Alexander’s next words deepened her despair. “I’ve arranged a new ce for you. You’re moving out.”


    “What?” Elyse reacted, her face paling as shock widened her eyes. Was Alexander serious about forcing her out of Hillside Manor? She couldn’t bear the thought of leaving. After all, this was her home.


    Elyse shook her head determinedly. “I won’t go! You can’t force me out of my own home!” She believed firmly that this was Vince’s house, and Alexander had no right to make decisions here.


    She argued further, “Vince and Samira promised I could stay here indefinitely. You don’t have the authority to evict me!”


    Alexander was resolute, his reply leaving no room for negotiation. “I will discuss this with Vince. You have three days.”


    Elyse felt as if she’d been struck, her mind a whirl of confusion. Being ousted from Hillside Manor would surely ruin her status among the elite. If she moved out, it would be a clear message to everyone that the Harper family had abandoned her.


    As this realization dawned on her, she intended to appeal to Alexander once more, but he had already left. Louis was the only one left.


    Looking at her with evident contempt, Louis scoffed. “Elyse, you’re as insignificant as trash to me. Cross paths with me again, and I’ll settle our old disputes.”


    Elyse clenched her jaw, struggling to maintainposure. She couldn’t face eviction. There must be some solution.


    Elena exited the building, noticing the rain had stopped. She then made her way back home.


    Alexander had summoned Louis to the study, where they stayed for a lengthy thirty minutes.


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    Upon leaving the study, a noticeable change in Louis’ demeanor indicated he felt more upbeat.


    Louis was just about to continue to his room, hands in his pockets, when he stopped abruptly, noticing Elena in the corridor. Puzzled, Louis asked, “Elena, what are you doing here?”


    Elena cast a nce at him, checking his condition, and then averted her gaze. “I was justing down for some water.”


    A spark of amusement appeared in Louis’ eyes, and he couldn’t suppress a grin. “You were worried about me, weren’t you? Don’t be. I’m alright.”


    A smile tugged at Louis’ lips as he watched Elena. She was undeniably adorable—worried about him yet too shy to say it outright.


    Louis affectionately tousled her hair. “I’ve been through a lot tougher situations before. Even if our dad had intended a harsher punishment, I would’ve handled it. I’m resilient. Just need a few days to bounce back. But you’re more vulnerable. Scars don’t suit your delicate skin. Next time, don’t bother shielding me with your figure, alright?”


    Louis remembered how Elena had instinctively protected him, which moved him deeply yet filled him with worry. What if Alexander hadn’t held back in time and hurt her? She possessed a beauty that was simply captivating, and the notion of a scar marring her appearance was not eptable.


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