CHAPTER 689: CHAPTER 689: GISELLE KEATING INVESTIGATES THE TRUTH

They arrived at the central pedestrian street, planning to take a walk, and then have a meal.

Unexpectedly, they encountered someone unexpected on the way.

Eleanor Sterling paused for a moment before smiling and greeting, "Micah? What a coincidence."

Micah Moss glanced at Eleanor and Alaric Faulkner, a trace of gloom flitting across his face.

Ever since Eleanor went to Aethelgard, they had grown distant, and she no longer needed him by her side.

Later, he saw the news of Eleanor and Alaric registering and their upcoming wedding.

Now, encountering her and Alaric in person brought a hint of bitterness to his eyes.

Once, he was so close to Eleanor, nearly transforming her into his own.

Some people are destined to be merely passersby in life; others are destined to intertwine for a lifetime.

Micah masked his emotions, lifting a faint smile, "It is quite a coincidence. Are you back in Veridia City for a visit?"

Alaric’s hand silently tightened around Eleanor’s waist, full of possessiveness, as he nodded to Micah, "Visiting the family."

Eleanor almost burst out laughing.

Alaric, this petty man, truly had a sharp tongue. She could clearly see Micah’s handsome face turn even more forlorn.

"Yes, that’s right." Eleanor gave Alaric some face.

Alaric looked at Micah, speaking indifferently, "We still have a date to go on, so we won’t chat too much."

With that said, he led Eleanor away.

Eleanor turned to Alaric, grumbling, "Petty."

Alaric’s eyes narrowed, "Married to me, yet still thinking about other men? Looks like you’ll need a proper punishment."

"No, I’m not."

Micah watched their departing backs, slowly curling his lips into a smile.

No matter; as long as Eleanor is happy, he can stand behind her and give his blessings.

...

K Country, Keating Family.

Giselle Keating locked herself in the room. Ever since returning from Aethelgard, she was heartbroken, unable to eat for several days, and no amount of persuasion helped.

Tristan Keating, having only this one daughter, was naturally distressed, gathering his three sons in the living room to discuss what to do.

"Dad, Giselle really likes Alaric Faulkner. Even knowing all this, she is still unwilling to let go.

The news from Aethelgard has spread. Eleanor Sterling is the mother of Alaric Faulkner’s son. Her connections with the Jennings Family and The Hawthorne Family are so close, I’m afraid there is no place for Giselle to intervene."

Giselle Keating came downstairs to get a drink, only to hear this sentence.

She exclaimed excitedly, "What did you say? Eleanor Sterling has connections with the Jennings Family and The Hawthorne Family?"

Originally, she used her status as a Keating to suppress Eleanor; now Eleanor suddenly turned tables, leaving her with no advantage at all.

Moreover, that secret...

She was not the Keating family’s daughter, just like an invisible bomb, keeping her on edge, but at any moment could explode.

By then, she would truly fall from heaven to hell, with no chance of getting up again.

Thinking of the brothers who loved her since childhood and the father who treated her as a cherished jewel, none of them would remain.

Overnight, she went from being the Keating family’s heiress to having nothing. Giselle Keating was instantly anxious.

No, she would not let this situation happen.

Tristan Keating looked at Giselle, his expression cold, his voice chilling, "Alaric Faulkner is not an ordinary man, unmovable by power and influence. Now it’s proven that Eleanor Sterling is the mother of his son.

They are already married; even without a banquet, they are already husband and wife. Will you, the prestigious Miss Keating, become the other woman?"