Eleanor had actually looked into the properties around the school over the past two days. She had to admit he was right. The houses in that school district, especially the vis and high-end apartments with good security and a nice environment, were indeed in high demand. It was difficult for a typical agent to get ess to the best listings.


    Moreover, the prices were often inted. If he had connections, things would be much simpler and smoother.


    This time, Eleanor wanted to buy a vi, preferably one with arge garden where her daughter and Princess could y.


    "Okay," Eleanor nodded. "Then please help me look for a vi."


    The food arrived, andn pushed her favorite dishes closer to her. He shifted the conversation to Meridian Dynamics'' new research project, wanting to hear her more in-depth opinions while also sharing his vision for thepany''s future.


    As Eleanor listened, she began to rx. She also brought up the preparations for her daughter starting school, like hiring a tutor, since Evelyn''s spoken French wasn''t yet fluent.


    "I''m thinking of getting her a horse. We could go riding at the stables on weekends,"n said in a low voice.


    At the mention of horseback riding, Eleanor''s hand tightened around her fork. An image involuntarily shed in her mind: a photo taken four years ago of him and Vanessa Shannon with their daughter at a stable.


    The sting and bitterness she had felt back then still left a bad taste in her mouth, even after all this time.


    "Didn''t you already buy Evelyn a horse at the stables?" Eleanor looked up at him.n was slightly taken aback. "Not yet."


    "I remember four years ago, when I was hospitalized with the virus, you and Vanessa took Evelyn riding," Eleanor asked directly.


    Eleanor looked away and admitted, "No. I had someone following you who secretly took the photos."


    Eleanor recalled that her own tone hadn''t been great back then. She had been sick and had wanted him to be with their daughter.


    For Vanessa to find out where he was taking their daughter would have been easy, given her rtionship with Serena Goodwin at the time.


    "I knew Joel Kingsley was taking care of you that day,"n said, looking up at her.


    Eleanor was stunned. Joel had been the one to take her to the hospital and had stayed with her overnight. She had seen the riding photos the next day.


    "I remember Xavier was there too,"n added calmly.


    Eleanor was taken aback again. "How do you know all this in such detail?"


    "I also know that Xavier got infected with the virus after taking care of you."n


    knew far more than Eleanor had imagined.


    Eleanor was speechless.


    Had he nted someone to watch her back then?


    "I only went to see you after you fell asleep, and you mistook me for Joel—"


    As he said this, his tone carried a distinct hint of jealousy and faint grievance. He had seen the photos back then-Joel bustling about, Xavier Vaughn''s unexpected appearance. Two men taking turns by her side while he could do nothing but visitte at night after she was asleep, only to be mistaken for someone else.


    Eleanor was at a loss for words, having forgotten that detail. "Is that so? I don''t remember. I was probably delirious from the fever."


    "It doesn''t matter anymore,"n said, defending her. "I deserved it back then for making you so angry and hateful. It was a good thing someone else was there to take care of you."