Chiara
“I tried stopping you, but you were too excited. Eleanor is usually like that. She sort of detests people—I don’t know. I’m sorry she actually treated you like that,” Emery’s voice filtered in through the phone.
I nodded as if she were present with me. “It’s fine. I didn’t think she’d react that way, considering how sweet she looks. I judged the book by its cover,” I mumbled, sounding hurt.
After Eleanor’s humiliation, I left only to receive a call from Emery midway into our drive. She was trying to soothe my feelings, and I appreciated it.
Just then, the car stopped, and the guard driving looked back at me. “We’ve arrived at Elysium Gem,” he informed me.
I handed the documents back to the guard, but he shook his head, refusing to take them.
“Let me call you back, Emery. I nee
