"It’s really nothing, just something about the shop. They’re planning a party and asked if I wanted to join."
Alexander casually explained as he reached to take the phone from Eleanor's hand.
His broad chest blocked Eleanor directly, his face flushed with tension.
"Don't touch it!" Eleanor stepped back, her expression turning cold.
Alexander froze, standing still, his eyes anxiously fixed on the phone in Eleanor's hand.
"A dinner party, right? Let me see how much everyone pitched in." Eleanor pouted like a little girl as she attempted to open Alexander's messages.
At that moment, Valeria walked over with a stern face, glaring at Alexander before saying: “Eleanor, what are you doing here? Hurry up and join Peyton; tonight, we're going out to celebrate."
"Ah, I'll be right there.” Ele
