Eleanor Hollis knew someone was behind Alice Warren’s actions, but she didn’t know who was instructing her. Besides, since Alice had already left the company, Eleanor didn’t need to dwell on it. It was the upcoming class reunion that made her quite nervous. She checked the group chat early in the morning and found out that the reunion was happening today. The teacher had already booked the venue, hoping all classmates could attend, and had specifically mentioned Eleanor in the group. Over the years, Eleanor Hollis had been the only one absent from the reunions, and everyone was curious about what she was doing outside. As her teacher, there was genuine concern. After all, Eleanor was famously a good kid, so it’s not like something would have happened to her. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒·𝗇𝗲𝘁 The teacher usually didn’t pay attention to the class chat, so had no clue about the discussions among classmates. Not to mention the messages were long gone, and he couldn’t possibly read them line by line. When everyone saw Teacher Warren mention Eleanor in the chat, they looked on with some schadenfreude, thinking Eleanor would really show up this time. They definitely wanted to see what the so-called top student had become. Eleanor reluctantly announced in the chat that she would definitely attend. As luck would have it, this reunion was not far from Grandeur. She started picking out clothes early in the morning, knowing that many of her female classmates were planning to mock her, so she was extremely careful with her outfit choice. As she opened her wardrobe, she was surprised to find many unopened clothes, all from international brands. Where did these clothes come from? She was the only girl living in the apartment. "I asked Lan Yancy to bring those over. They were in the villa before, but you never wore any. So this time, when Lan Yancy was moving things, I asked him to bring your clothes as well." Eleanor’s eyes flashed with surprise. This man had really helped her out. While living at the villa, she had seen many new clothes, assuming they belonged to Grace Lynch. She was too scared to place her own things in the wardrobe, not knowing they were actually prepared for her. "You’ve really helped me a lot this time." She was worried she didn’t have the right outfit for the event, and these clothes were just perfect. She casually unwrapped one, planning to change in front of the mirror, but saw that Hugo Quinn was still standing there, showing no intention of leaving. She felt pretty embarrassed. "Um, can you step out for a moment? I need to change." Hugo raised his eyebrows, his throat moved slightly before he slowly walked out and stood by the door. Eleanor breathed a sigh of relief, took off her clothes, and put on the new outfit. Outside the door, Hugo listened to the sounds and felt a surge of heat coursing through his body. It was strange. He had managed to hold it in over the years, so why did he lose control whenever he encountered this woman? He slowly closed his eyes, feeling unbearably hot, and loosened a button on his shirt. Just then, Eleanor opened the door, looking at him with delight. "How does this look? I think it’s great." She was wearing a sky-blue cape dress with a hat on her hair, very formal, like a noble princess from medieval times. The outfit really suited her. For a moment, Hugo was entranced. He had seen Eleanor dressed up before, and she was beautiful. But who knew that a simple change of clothes could highlight all her strengths so perfectly. "It’s beautiful. Just wear this." He felt very thirsty, and after saying this, he quietly took a sip of water. Eleanor was evidently very satisfied and suddenly hugged him. "Thank you, you’ve truly helped me a lot this time. Thank you so much! I’ll treat you to dinner once I return." Hugo was already feeling off, and now, enveloped by her embrace and inhaling her scent, he froze in place. This woman really didn’t sense any danger. "I don’t want you to buy me dinner." "Then what do you want?" Eleanor looked at him in surprise, her face quickly turning red under his intense gaze. Her neck turned red too. She playfully punched Hugo’s shoulder, and Hugo felt his shoulder go numb, as if his entire body became fragile. With the door shutting once again in front of him, Eleanor’s indignant "annoying" echoed in Hugo’s mind, giving it an inexplicably different flavor. He curved his lips, sitting down on the sofa. Eleanor’s heart was pounding. This man always chose the least suitable times and places to tease her, as if he wanted to drive her crazy. After settling on the outfit, she moved on to choose a bag and shoes from the closet. Hugo had really considered everything; all the accessories matched perfectly. She picked the expensive options, choosing whatever was costly. Once she chose the shoes and bag, her gaze landed on a pair of diamond studs. She took a deep breath and decided to go all out today, lest she be embarrassed at the reunion. Decked out in gems, ready to blind her classmates’ eyes. This way, no one would dare to say a word around her. After getting everything ready, an hour had passed. She noticed Hugo still on the sofa, wondering why he wasn’t at work yet, even though it was the weekend. Didn’t he always go in to work overtime? "Let Lan Yancy drive you there. You’re dressed so beautifully, you shouldn’t take a taxi." Eleanor always knew Hugo was a considerate man. He probably sensed what she was going to do, so he specifically arranged for Lan Yancy and a luxury car to accompany her. "Hmm, that’s a good suggestion. I’ll trouble Lan Yancy today then." Hugo had already called Lan Yancy, instructing him to bring out the most impressive car from the garage to take Eleanor to the reunion. Eleanor walked towards him. "You’ve helped me so much today, I don’t even know how to thank you." Hugo looked at her lips with smoldering eyes, his throat moved slightly. "No, it’ll ruin my lipstick." Never try to get too close to a woman after she’s done her makeup, because her words can chill you to the bone. Hugo’s lips twitched as he lightly pinched her cheek. "Then I’ll think about it when you return. I’ll remember this." Eleanor, like a proud phoenix, lifted her head high and walked out of the apartment. Lan Yancy was already waiting, and upon seeing her, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes before he smiled. "Miss Hollis, you look beautiful today."