Eleanor was slightly taken aback, then let out a mocking laugh: "No wonder it took so long for trouble to come knocking, turns out you’re afraid of Adrian Grant!" Eleanor almost had disdain written all over her face. Eugene Winslow was still stuck on Mrs. Morgan’s shocking statement earlier, so stunned that it took him several seconds to react. He grabbed Eleanor and urgently asked: "What did she say? You and Adrian Grant are getting divorced? When did this happen?" "Dad, indeed, Adrian Grant and I are getting divorced." "Divorce? How can you get divorced? Who gave you permission to divorce? I forbid it!" If Eleanor got divorced, wouldn’t the business deals from the Grant Family fall through his hands? Eugene Winslow couldn’t accept losing Adrian Grant, this golden prospect, wanted to call Adrian to confirm, but didn’t dare, anxiously pacing around. "Mr. Morgan, Mrs. Morgan, everything I did at the school was legal and compliant, the one at fault is Pearl Morgan." Eleanor looked at the Morgan couple. Mrs. Morgan pointed at Eleanor’s nose and began scolding her furiously. Mr. Morgan saw that Eugene Winslow was deeply shaken by the news of Eleanor’s divorce and threatened: "Eugene Winslow, without Adrian Grant as your backing, if our Morgan Family stops all cooperation with you in the future, your company could quickly face a funding crisis!" "President Morgan, let’s discuss this calmly!" Eugene Winslow immediately backed down, humbly offering Mr. Morgan a cigarette, "My daughter has been spoiled rotten by her mother since she was young, she’s reckless! Tell me what will appease you, and I’ll do it!" Eleanor’s gaze toward Eugene turned icy. Not only did he slander her, he even claimed her mother spoiled her rotten! "I want Eleanor to publicly admit on the school’s broadcast station that she committed academic fraud and cheated on her exams!" Pearl Morgan stood up, raising her chin slightly, looking at Eleanor with hatred and smugness. Eleanor looked at her as if she were an idiot, letting out a contemptuous laugh. "Eleanor, you—!" Pearl was furious. "Eleanor!" Mia Winslow scolded Eleanor, then urged, "Hurry up and apologize to Pearl! It’s just a few words at the school’s broadcast station, it’s not a big deal, and the request isn’t excessive. You won’t lose anything!" Mia’s words were quite manipulative, easily making one think Eleanor was being unreasonable. "Why should I admit to things I haven’t done?" Eleanor coldly stared at Mia, "When I was young, there were things I couldn’t argue against, so they were pinned to me. But now that I’m grown, you can forget about using the same tactics against me!" Going to the broadcast station to say a few words seemed easy enough. The most update n0vels are published on Novᴇl_Fire(.)net If Eleanor were to say those things, her challenge against Pearl in the direct doctoral admission incident would no longer be a defense of fairness, her achievements during her school days would turn to nothing, and her reputation would be utterly destroyed! Mia hesitated to speak, feeling a lingering fear. Her left wrist started to ache slightly—as it did back then, Eleanor didn’t even remember injuring her, but Eleanor couldn’t refute, Eleanor was the only suspect, and under the trickery of those around her, Eleanor admitted she might have accidentally hurt her. "You won’t apologize, huh? Well, your Winslow Family just wait!" Mr. Morgan, furious at Eleanor’s words, left with his wife and daughter. Eugene Winslow wanted to stop them but was fiercely scolded by the enraged Mrs. Morgan: "We don’t need Eleanor’s apology now, I want your Winslow Family to pay the price!" Eleanor watched them serenely, like watching a performance by lunatics. "Eleanor, you’re truly a jinx! I’ve raised you so well, yet you repay kindness with ingratitude!" Eugene Winslow pointed at Eleanor’s nose, cursing. "Dad, if they truly dared to cut off business deals with us at will, would they bother to come here and make a scene? Why not simply cut off business relations and force us to beg them?" Eleanor reminded, "They wouldn’t dare gamble with their business, they want to win back the Morgan Family’s face without paying anything, making you the laughingstock." Among the rich, the second-generation heirs often bought degrees or papers, but no one would have an empty head and pretend to be an academic prodigy, yet still dream of a direct doctoral admission spot—it was utter delusion. This made Pearl, and indeed the whole Morgan Family, the subject of gossip and a laughingstock, a negative example for rich ladies educating their unruly offspring. If Eleanor were to admit to academic fraud and cheating at this time, she and the Winslow Family would replace Pearl and the Morgan Family as the laughingstock. Eugene Winslow, reminded by Eleanor, suddenly realized. That’s entirely the reason! Almost fell for the Morgans’ trick! Thinking of Mia still helping the Morgans persuade Eleanor earlier, Eugene Winslow glared fiercely at his eldest daughter. Mia quietly clenched her fingers, not daring to utter a word. "So what’s this about you and Adrian Grant getting a divorce? When did this happen?" Eugene Winslow looked slightly better but still kept a stern face. "Just a few days ago, the divorce agreement has been signed, there’s no turning back." Eleanor said indifferently. "You haven’t collected the divorce certificate yet, right? Absolutely no divorce allowed!" Eugene Winslow told the servant, "Close the door, don’t let the second miss leave!" Eleanor stood up: "You want to imprison me?" Eugene Winslow roared: "You stay home and reflect until you come around!" Eugene Winslow didn’t give Eleanor a chance to speak again and slammed the door as he left. Eleanor wasn’t in a rush. She had promised Old Madam Grant she’d visit her tomorrow, and Eugene Winslow would at most keep her here for a day, she could also chat with Jude Winslow when he returns home. Mia sat on a single sofa, a bit distracted, her mouth involuntarily curving into a smile, clearly pleased. Eleanor leaned leisurely against the sofa back, asking her with deep meaning: "Mia Winslow, you didn’t know about my divorce from Adrian Grant? Didn’t he tell you?" Mia, a second ago, was immersed in the joy of "Eleanor and Adrian Grant finally divorced," but Eleanor’s words dropped her into an ice cave. Yes, Adrian Grant had always been special to her, she had waited for him so long, why didn’t he tell her he and Eleanor had signed the divorce agreement? Mia felt things were deviating completely from her expected course, she stood up anxiously, wanting to ask Adrian Grant directly. "Mia Winslow, does Dad know you like Adrian Grant?" Eleanor asked while eating strawberries. Mia’s face immediately turned pale. She hadn’t told Eugene Winslow yet. "Eleanor, shut your mouth!" Mia’s voice suddenly became high-pitched, clearly having struck a nerve. Having not rested well last night, she simply closed her eyes and relaxed on the sofa. After an unknown amount of time, the doorbell rang. The servant went to open the door, and after a while, returned with a strange expression. "The second son-in-law is here..." the servant glanced at Eleanor, "he says he’s here to pick up the second miss."