Revenge with Her Quadruplets

Chapter 126 How Did She Do It

Chapter 126 How Did She Do It

The moment Caroline heard Michael's relentless voice, a suspicion flashed through her mind. "Is it possible that what has happened to Michael lately has something to do with Eleanor?"

Caroline barely got a chance to see Eleanor in the last few days.

To test Eleanor, a few bunches of lilies would do the trick.

Last time, Caroline didn't get enough lilies to test her.

"Michael, Hailey has found out we killed Eleanor back then. I'm not sure where she learned about this. She has the recording."

Michael sneered at that. "It's you who killed Eleanor. What does that have to do with me? Do not ever call me again. I don't want this to affect my relationship with Valentina."

Caroline's heart ached so much that she could hardly breathe. She was blinded by this bastard.

How could she fall in love with this asshole?

"Sorry, Mike. This is the last time I call you that. Back then, my mom asked me to record the whole thing. If something happens to me, you can't get away with it. Your mom is very cunning, but my mom is not a dummy."

With that, Caroline hung up in tears.

"Michael, go to hell," said she with an evil grin.

Someone shorted half of Michael's stock within his company. If it was Eleanor who did it, Michael would soon go bankrupt.

"It's so good to break up with him!" Caroline thought.

She was about to hang out for a bit. It really annoyed her to deal with Eleanor. Her father was right about everything. If she had killed Eleanor back then, her life wouldn't have been ruined.

Eleanor was the nemesis of her life.

Caroline came downstairs and heard her phone ring. It was Michael calling.

Instead of answering it, she headed straight out the door with a smirk. "Michael, you deserve it. Just wait and see. This is not the worst part," she taunted inwardly.

Michael called several times in a row, but Caroline just didn't answer the phone.

His expression darkened as he kicked his desk hard. Things were not going well these days.

The news about Eleanor, who died six years ago, came out and disturbed him.

Suddenly, something occurred to Michael.

It was hard to change their habits no matter how much people changed. The way Eleanor ate that night reminded Michael of something. She always limited her calorie intake to keep in shape.

She was a thoughtful and delicate woman. Caroline couldn't do what she was good at.

Eleanor went to great lengths to keep herself busy every day, but Caroline fully occupied herself in dressing up and seducing Michael.

"Eleanor," Michael murmured, his eyes widening. "If she was Uncle Sebastian's wife who didn't die six years ago and now came back to deal with me after a facelift, wouldn't that explain what is happening to me?"

He tried to track down the person who had been shorting his stock over the last few days but failed. If it was really Eleanor, then it explained everything.

Michael forgot about Caroline. A murderous look flashed into his eyes. He grabbed his car keys and drove straight to Sebastian's Sannot Courtyard.

"Uncle Sebastian." Michael entered and saw Sebastian sitting in the garden at sunset. Sebastian looked indifferent, gazing into the distance with a blank expression.

Michael could tell at first glance that he was in a bad mood.

"Uncle Sebastian," he called out with a note of urgency in his voice, hurrying over to Sebastian.

Sebastian flung an indifferent glance at him. "What is it?" His voice was dripping with coldness.

Michael chuckled, looking at Sebastian's expressionless face. Sebastian was as cold as ever to him.

"I just dropped by to see you," Michael stood across from Sebastian.

And he asked, "Where's Aunt Eleanor?"

Sebastian then looked at him squarely in the eye and asked in a harsher tone, "Why do you care?"

Michael laughed dryly and said, "No reason. Isn't she here to take care of you?"

"Eleanor isn't at home?" he wondered.

Sebastian's gaze was cold and his tone chilly. "You should mind your own business."

"Uncle Sebastian, I need to talk to her about something. Is she upstairs?"

Michael couldn't wait to confirm his suspicions.

"No, she won't be back until tomorrow," Sebastian answered, looking into the distance instead of looking Michael in the eye.

The suspicions in Michael's eyes grew. "Tomorrow?"

"Mhm!" Sebastian appeared calm, thinking, "Michael must suspect something if he comes to her at this hour."

"Uncle Sebastian, are your legs better? You're able to get on your feet soon, right?" With Melody around, Sebastian would recover soon. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

"Uh-huh!" Sebastian still sounded casual. Sometimes, his manner was polite, but he was cold and deep at other times, which puzzled Michael.

Michael pursed his lips. He hated Sebastian's taciturnity the most. When he was flustered, Sebastian was just watching with uncaring attitude.

This was very annoying!

"Uncle Sebastian, I'd better get going." Instead of wasting any time on him, Michael tried to figure out how he was going to find Eleanor.

Sebastian didn't respond but watched Michael stomp off in a huff. He wouldn't breathe a word of what he tried to hide even if Michael knocked his teeth out.

Sebastian narrowed his eyes at the direction Michael had left.

Christian approached from not far away. He saw what happened just now with his own eyes.

Sebastian raised his eyes and looked at Christian's worried face. Christian said in a deep voice, "I think he suspects Eleanor."

Sebastian said, "He does!" His uncaring attitude finally changed.

He began to wonder, "How Eleanor did it? Even if I stepped in, I couldn't put Michael's company into a crisis in a few days. After all, he put six years of effort into it."

Sebastian had to take Samuel's feelings into account because Michael was a Moore anyway. He could at least endure so much of him while Samuel was alive. But after Samuel passed away, he would probably send Michael to hell right away.

Without another word, Christian wheeled Sebastian back inside the house. It was when he stepped across the threshold that he spoke, "There's a very important video conference in a while. Nathan's new drug launch will start at 3 p.m. tomorrow, which just happens to be the time for your acupuncture. I just sent a message to Melody, who said she'd come over and didn't need me to pick her up."

"There will be more blows to Michael," he added. "He'll get what he deserves, and by the looks of him, he doesn't know yet what trouble Nathan's new drug launch will bring him." Sebastian's eyes were deep, flashing with raw emotions.

Only one piece of evidence was needed to prove if Eleanor was a Ryker. Whether she was Melody remained unknown.

"Time for the meeting. Let's go," Christian said.

Sebastian responded, "Okay."

Eleanor had a great day with the kids.

The next day at 2:30 p.m., Eleanor was putting on makeup while watching the new drug launch held by Starry Pharmaceutical Group.

At 2:40 p.m., all the major media outlets started to introduce Starry Pharmaceutical Group. It was not new to everyone, but they were all curious about the shareholders behind it.

At 3 p.m., Eleanor disguised herself as Melody and watched the new drug launch in the car. Nathan was in the company's lobby announcing the launch of Fragrant Condensed Pill, and he became the center of attention. The mysterious person behind Starry Pharmaceutical Group was none other than Nathan.

Fragrant Condensed Pill and Fragrant Pill sounded very similar.

Michael and the Ryker family were totally flustered when they learned about this snap drug launch.