CHAPTER 698: CHAPTER 698: YOU LOOK A LOT LIKE MANDY

Looking at Yvette Ray, whose face was pale and body trembling, Claire Truman smiled darkly and said, "I’ve solved a burden for you; you should be grateful to me."

"Don’t come looking for Ronan again; otherwise, next time I’ll target your family!"

Yvette Ray seemed to have her soul extracted, her eyes blank and devoid of life, her whole being like a puppet; finally, her body went limp, and she fainted.

Claire Truman looked down at Yvette Ray, who couldn’t withstand the blow and fainted, and said to the servants on either side, "Keep an eye on her. If she manages to escape, I won’t forgive you."

For now, she would let Yvette Ray go, dealing with her after the wedding.

The servants immediately nodded, "Yes, madam."

Claire Truman walked away in her high heels.

...

In the middle of the wedding banquet, Eleanor Sterling went out to use the restroom and accidentally bumped into someone while looking at her phone.

Eleanor Sterling stepped back and immediately started apologizing, "Sorry."

She glanced up and saw she had bumped into a middle-aged man. He was dressed in a black suit, with an aura of both restraint and nobility, and he looked somewhat similar to Ronan Keating, likely a member of the Keating Family, but Eleanor Sterling did not recognize him.

The man’s expression was extremely surprised when he saw Eleanor Sterling, and he grabbed her hand, asking urgently, "Who are you?"

Eleanor Sterling frowned, looking at him somewhat displeased.

"Sir, let go."

Finn Keating’s gaze lingered on Eleanor Sterling, scrutinizing her as if searching for something.

He thought Eleanor Sterling resembled someone.

She looked a lot like Mandy, like a younger Mandy.

Something unknown crossed his mind, and Finn Keating’s expression turned complex and indescribable.

"Tell me, who are you?" Finn Keating asked.

Eleanor Sterling twisted her wrist, freeing herself from his grip. She said coldly, "Creeps aren’t common, but you’re the first."

She assumed Finn Keating was just trying to hit on her, feeling only disgust and repulsion.

"You look a lot like Mandy," Finn Keating said.

Eleanor Sterling frowned; Mandy was Mrs. Keating. She thought Finn Keating was just making an excuse to hit on her, and it wasn’t like she had never seen Mandy before.

She had even treated her for a period of time and didn’t think they looked alike.

Warren Hawthorne thought she resembled Jeanette Jennings, but it turned out she had no relation to the Jennings Family or the Hawthorne Family. Now this man thought she looked like Mandy.

Ha, it’s almost laughable.

Could it be she just had a generic face?

Eleanor Sterling chuckled coldly and said, "I think you’d better find another excuse; I’ve met Mrs. Keating."

Finn Keating pressed his thin lips tightly, uncertain of what to say.

Mandy had once been disfigured in an accident; after multiple treatments, she recovered to look normal, but she didn’t quite resemble her younger self.

But in his memory, he still remembered her appearance. Now seeing Eleanor Sterling made him feel as if he had returned to the first time he met Mandy.

Mandy’s brilliant allure bewitched the masses, driving them crazy for her...

Eleanor Sterling saw that Finn Keating was silent, thinking he was speechless because she had exposed him.

Before Finn Keating could react, she didn’t say anything more and quickly brushed past him to leave.

"Second Master, are you alright?" At this moment, an assistant stepped forward, standing respectfully by Finn Keating’s side.

Finn Keating stood there dazed, his eyes obsessively watching Eleanor Sterling’s retreating figure, radiating a near-burning emotion.

Eleanor Sterling’s silhouette was slender and beautiful, her evening gown swaying with an extraordinary allure.

A moment later, his eyes darkened deeply.

This woman was truly striking, making one feel as if she had countless connections to Mandy.

"Go find out who she is. I want all the information about her today."

"Yes, Second Master." The assistant responded and then withdrew.