Revenge with Her Quadruplets

Chapter 3 It's Your Honor

Chapter 3 It's Your Honor

As soon as Eleanor heard the knock on the door, she knew that the visitor came with evil intent.

She opened the door and found the person standing outside was Michael. He was dressed in a black suit, standing upright, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking aloof, arrogant, and overbearing.

When they looked at each other, Eleanor had calm eyes, but the hatred in her heart was rolling like a wave.

Michael came to have a visit because he heard from Jackson that Sebastian's newly-wedded wife was named Eleanor Ryker.

At the wedding, he already felt the bride was very familiar when he saw her. So, after hearing her name was Eleanor, he hardly slept all night. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Looking at the face in front of him, Michael found it had smooth, delicate, and fair skin. He thought, "She can't be that Eleanor! They just have the same name. The Eleanor of that year has already been killed by the fire."

"Your name is Eleanor, right?" Michael asked without any respect.

He thought, "She's very beautiful! But she's so unlucky! How many days can she live?"

"Who are you?" Eleanor glanced at Michael faintly with the outer corner of her eyes slightly raised, looking so attractive even with such a slight movement.

Michael looked at the beautiful face in amazement, thinking, "She also has a beautiful voice."

"I'm Michael, the nephew of Uncle Sebastian." Michael introduced himself.

He continued to think, "Since she's not that Eleanor six years ago, I can rest assured. The wound on Eleanor's face was so deep that she could not have had such a beautiful face even if she had not died."

A touch of displeasure crossed Eleanor's face. "Get out! Don't disturb your uncle's rest!"

With a bang, Eleanor closed the door quickly.

Obviously, she was not a person to be trifled with!

An inscrutable smile tugged at the corner of Eleanor's mouth. She thought, "My plan has just begun. Michael, just wait. From now on, you will never have an easy time anymore."

Outside, Michael was furious, thinking, "How dare this woman be so rude and impolite to me like this!"

The assistant standing not far away felt angry for Michael when he saw that Eleanor embarrassed him.

"Mr. Moore, she's only married into the Moore family a day. How dare she have the guts and confidence to embarrass you!

"Who does she think she is? How dare she be so arrogant!"

Looking at the closed door, Michael smiled slightly and said coldly and sharply, "She is indeed arrogant!"

He thought angrily, "In Grona, no woman dares to do so to me. This woman pisses me off!"

"Your uncle's woman is your aunt. Shouldn't she be arrogant in front of you?"

The man coming over said in a deep and cold voice more arrogantly than Eleanor.

Hearing the words, Michael looked at the man provocatively.

The man was six feet tall, wearing a casual white shirt and black pants, with a refined temperament and a handsome face. Her eyes were soulful, his nose was straight and slightly rounded, very beautiful, and his lips were scarlet.

Seeing the person clearly, Michael couldn't help but be awed by him.

The man was Sebastian's right-hand man, Christian Thomas.

"Then we won't disturb Sebastian's rest, Mr. Thomas."

Michael's tone was gentle, but he was very resentful. He thought, "Soon, I'll be able to take Sebastian's place. He will die shortly."

Christian was silent, watching Michael leave before he pushed the door in.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw a stunning face and Eleanor holding her knees in both hands.

She looked desperate and depressed, so Christian thought she was unwilling to marry Sebastian.

Christian glanced at her and asked angrily, "As a wife, you just take care of Sebastian like this?"

Eleanor was immersed in the pain of encountering Michael.

Only when she heard Christian's voice did she come to her senses. She stood up slowly and glanced at Christian.

Then her eyes, as bright as gems, blinked.

Eleanor was very surprised in an instant!

She thought, "This man is just my type! He's so handsome! His lips must be very soft while kissing! Her legs are so sexy! No, I can't look at him anymore, or I'm really afraid I'm going to pounce on him."

Eleanor had no natural resistance to handsome men.

"Sorry, I haven't adapted to the status of a wife yet." A low and lost voice showed Eleanor's mood at the moment.

Christian couldn't help but give another glance at Eleanor and found that she was extremely beautiful.

Then, his gaze fell on Sebastian on the bed, and he said lightly, "It is your honor to be his wife!" He thought, "I will definitely find Melody Scott to save Sebastian and Waylon as soon as possible."

Eleanor heard a sense of loss from Christian's words as if she had stolen his boyfriend.

She thought Christian was jealous!

She couldn't accept it a little bit, thinking, "He's so handsome, but he's actually gay. What a pity!"

"Sorry, I stole your boyfriend. I'll use him for just two months, and I will definitely return him to you without any damage," Eleanor sincerely apologized.

Christian suddenly looked at her like he saw a ghost.