Revenge with Her Quadruplets

Chapter 13 She Wasn't Eleanor

Chapter 13 She Wasn't Eleanor Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

It was Caroline and her foster mother, Gabriella. Eleanor's pupils trembled slightly, and a strong hatred instantly swept over her.

"Mrs. Moore, these two are Mrs. Ryker and Ms. Ryker. They come to see you!" The butler introduced them to Eleanor.

As Eleanor looked at them, they were also sizing her up.

Eleanor lowered her eyes slightly. They hadn't met for years. Gabriella looked a lot older but was still arrogant, even more so than before.

A chill ran through Eleanor's eyes as she thought about the days when she was imprisoned by Gabriella. The hatred quickly burned through her like a fire, but she forced herself to endure it.

They stole the formula of Fragrant Pill and lived a prosperous life. Their good days were all at the expense of her. For six years, Fragrant Pill had been selling well everywhere.

As soon as she saw the lilies in Caroline's arms, her heart tightened. She was allergic to lilies. It showed that Michael doubted her identity. So he asked Caroline to test her.

Caroline was dressed very stylishly. Today she had tried her best to dress herself up.

Ironically, six years had passed, but Michael still hadn't married Caroline and even hadn't admitted that she was his girlfriend.

The two families cooperated with each other, and their business grew bigger and bigger. She moved up in social position along with it. Among the young ladies of prestigious families, she was also high-status.

Seeing Eleanor's face, Caroline turned pale. The woman looked a lot like Eleanor, but not quite. But she had ruined Eleanor's face back then, and her face couldn't have recovered to be so fair and delicate.

But this Eleanor in front of her was so striking and attractive!

A hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

Gabriella was sophisticated and composed, her gaze deeply fixed on Eleanor. Although the woman looked somewhat like Eleanor, she wasn't her. Eleanor was also stubborn and proud, but not as domineering as this woman.

"Mrs. Moore, good afternoon!" Gabriella greeted her with a smile.

Eleanor's eyes were calm. Because of Sebastian, it was the first time that Gabriella had been polite to her.

"Mrs. Ryker, Ms. Ryker, please have a seat," Eleanor said in a calm and unhurried tone with her feet together, sitting gracefully.

After the maid served tea, Eleanor slowly threw a pill into her cup. It dissolved instantly in the water. She picked up the cup, took a sip, and elegantly put it down.

Caroline deliberately walked up to Eleanor and handed her a large bunch of lilies.

She said with a gentle smile, "Mrs. Moore, these are lilies. May happiness increase with age!"

Eleanor instantly smelled the fragrance of lilies and could hardly restrain herself from sneezing and coughing.

She pursed her lips, concealing her discomfort. After taking the pill, she wasn't as allergic as before. She looked at Caroline and smiled brightly. "Ms. Ryker, thank you for your blessings. I quite like lilies."

Eleanor took the lilies from Caroline and lightly sniffed them under her nose.

Caroline's pupils trembled, a flash of jealousy passing through her. For the first time, she thought of an idiom: a beauty was more charming than a flower.

Eleanor looked at the butler and said, "Mr. Butler, have someone place them by the window. When a breeze blows over, my room will be filled with fragrance. It's great!"

"Okay, Mrs. Moore!" The butler took the flowers and left.

The woman showed no signs of discomfort and even sniffed the lilies.

If she was Eleanor, she'd have avoided them from a distance because she was extremely sensitive to lilies.

Caroline and Gabriella instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, they were also jealous of the woman. As an orphan, she had married Sebastian, the most powerful president in Grona, while Caroline had waited for years, but Michael still hadn't married her.

"Mrs. Ryker, Ms. Ryker, please have some tea!" Eleanor made a graceful gesture.

Gabriella smiled and said, "Thank you. Mrs. Moore, it's quite a coincidence that you share the same name as my other daughter."

Eleanor carelessly said, "Oh, that is quite a coincidence. But I haven't heard of you having another daughter. I've been in Grona for some time. I've only heard about Ms. Ryker's great reputation in the design industry. It turned out that the Ryker family has another daughter named Eleanor Ryker."