Chapter 21 - 20: Mine

Elliana Lyle didn’t like such an environment. Even though the private room was spacious and the sunlight streaming through the glass windows was bright enough, she hated these frivolous people. "Little beauty, come over." Tian Ming didn’t see Elliana Lyle coming over, and his tone was a bit displeased. This was someone Norman Bennett brought along. Although she didn’t seem important, he had to have some fun today, wanting to rub Norman Bennett’s spirit the wrong way. Tiensa Group’s annual GDP ranking was on par with Virginia Gavin’s level, but Tian Ming couldn’t stand Norman Bennett’s superior attitude. But he forgot that Virginia Gavin was founded single-handedly by Norman Bennett, whose family’s Bennett Group was top-notch globally, whereas behind Tian Ming was only his father’s Tiensa. The wine glass in Norman Bennett’s hand seemed about to shatter the next second. His little girl, since when could others order her around? Before Norman Bennett could speak up for her, Elliana Lyle directly walked to him, angrily sitting right in his lap. Like a protective creature fiercely eyeing the female publicists, almost ready to bare her teeth at them. "Get down." Norman Bennett was a bit taken aback seeing the little girl in his arms. Elliana Lyle pretended not to hear, instead burrowing further into the man’s embrace. Those who knew Norman Bennett gasped; did this girl have a death wish? But then they immediately thought of someone, the Lyle family’s daughter, Elliana Lyle. Norman Bennett didn’t say anything more, just let the little girl hold onto him. "Get out, all of you!" Raymond Wood shouted at the female publicists. "Mr. Bennett, this lady must be Miss Lyle, right? Didn’t I hear Miss Lyle wants to call off the engagement with you? For whom, exactly?" Tian Ming continued talking as he thought seriously. Then, as if he remembered, with a mocking tone, "Wasn’t it said that Miss Lyle wanted to call off the engagement for Shane Southwell? So, this lady must not be Miss Lyle, but your new flame, Mr. Bennett?" Yates Zander, an artist under White Goose, heard Tian Ming’s sarcasm and naturally had to speak up for his boss, "Mr. Tian, it’s just media speculation, and you understand that the media is naturally unreliable." "Did I speak to you?" Tian Ming was greatly dissatisfied when a male artist interrupted. Elliana Lyle also looked at the person speaking for her, as if she had seen him somewhere, and then she remembered, it was the man who had helped her once at Virginia’s. No wonder he looked familiar; he was Yates Zander, who had acted in romantic dramas before. Seeing the two biggest investors getting tense, Thomas Lee quickly spoke to mediate, "Mr. Bennett, let me introduce you to Miss Eleanor Llyod, our leading lady of South Wind Song." "Hmm." Norman Bennett didn’t even spare Eleanor Llyod a glance from beginning to end. Eleanor Llyod stood up, giving a sweet smile, dimples appearing on her cheeks, and her light mint green chiffon dress full of dreamy vibes. The style was quite ordinary, a strapless design, but the fresh color, extremely lightweight fabric, and the scattered sequin decorations on the hem gave the dress a mythical, fairy-tale-like ambiance. This was Eleanor Llyod’s favorite outfit, as pure as a fairy-tale princess, making her look very clean at first sight. "Hello, Mr. Bennett, I’m Eleanor Llyod." Eleanor Llyod’s voice was as sweet as a snow pear, polite and graceful. Elliana Lyle just stared at Eleanor Llyod, wanting to peel her skin off. In her past life, she had owned a cat, and Eleanor Llyod had deliberately dug her nails into the cat’s eyes, then, after her arm was scratched by the cat, her cat was in such pain that it rolled on the ground. Then Shane Southwell came, and Eleanor Llyod, the villain, complained first. She watched helplessly as the cat was stomped to death by the furious Shane Southwell. Feeling the little girl’s body stiffen, Norman Bennett saw the tightly clenched fists of Elliana Lyle, red liquid oozing through her fingers. The more Elliana Lyle hated Eleanor Llyod, the more it seemed to him that Elliana Lyle loved Shane Southwell. Thomas Lee quietly judged Elliana Lyle, and for a moment, he thought Elliana Lyle was more suited to being an actress than Eleanor Llyod. Both had similar temperaments, the difference being that Elliana Lyle was more genuine. ―――Lotus Park, Whisper Café. Shane Southwell had already been waiting for three hours, with Cari sending countless messages to Elliana Lyle. Cari: "Deputy Manager, still no reply from Elliana Lyle." "Elliana Lyle, you’d better be dead!" Shane Southwell’s gaze was icy; no one had ever made him wait this long. No matter how angry he felt, whenever he thought of Elliana Lyle getting the money, Shane Southwell decided to wait a bit longer. Half an hour later. Eleanor Llyod sent a message to Shane Southwell. Little Ellie: "Brother Shane, I saw Elliana Lyle today with Norman Bennett, although I’m not sure if it was really her." This message completely drove Shane Southwell out of control; he flipped the table, not forgetting to kick it once more. "Sir! What are you doing? You’ll have to pay for the damages." The staff hurried to stop Shane Southwell from flipping another table. The other customers looked at Shane Southwell with curiosity; how could such a well-dressed person have no manners? "Get lost!" Shane Southwell was terrifyingly fierce, slapping the staff hard before turning to leave. "Oh my God, how can someone be like this?" A girl held up her phone recording a video; if she uploaded it online, it would surely go viral. The other staff helped the slapped employee up while the store manager started calling the police. "Hello, 110? We’re at..." ... ―――Vicars Hotel. PM. Elliana Lyle had already followed Norman Bennett back, and her hand was also bandaged. "Go rest, I’ll have Lana send you back tomorrow." After saying this, Norman Bennett had no further words and was about to turn and leave. Elliana Lyle couldn’t understand, what was wrong with Norman Bennett today? And what did he mean by saying he didn’t like people lying? She didn’t feel like she had lied at all. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. As Norman Bennett reached the door, she couldn’t help but shout, "Norman Bennett, explain yourself, when did I lie?" "I told you to go rest." Norman Bennett repeated his earlier words, his tone now colder. "What do you mean? Explain yourself, when did I lie?" Elliana Lyle’s temper flared as she stood there, a stubborn look in her eyes. She didn’t believe she had lied, and she didn’t know what had upset Norman Bennett to make him treat her like this. Seeing that Norman Bennett didn’t speak, Elliana Lyle’s eyes started to sting, tears welled up uncontrollably, the first time she’d felt wronged since her rebirth. "Get some rest, I’ll send you to the airport first thing in the morning." As soon as the words were spoken, all that remained was the sound of the door closing. "Miss Lyle, would you like something to drink?" Lana couldn’t bear to see Elliana Lyle like this. Even she felt that Mr. Bennett had gone too far. Elliana Lyle just stood there, silent, biting her lip to stop herself from crying. After a long while, she wiped away her tears, only saying softly, "Lana, you go rest, don’t worry about me." "What?" Lana wasn’t unclear about what she heard; she wanted to comfort Elliana Lyle, but the one who upset her was Norman Bennett, and she didn’t know how to comfort her. "Lana, just go rest, I want to be alone for a while. If I’m hungry, I’ll call you." Elliana Lyle’s voice was faint, and even a bit despondent. Lana pursed her lips and replied, "Alright, Miss Lyle, I’ll take my leave then." After saying that, Lana returned to the maid’s room. Elliana Lyle sniffed, turning around to sit by the bay window, but then she noticed the wine rack on the wall. She rarely drank alcohol and wasn’t good at it, but she remembered accompanying Nancy for some Erguotou in high school, and although it was hard to swallow, once drunk, it made everything feel light and forgetful. An hour later. Lana was still a bit worried and quietly opened the door to check, only to be horrified seeing Elliana Lyle drinking by the bay window. No less than two empty bottles lay on the floor, and Elliana Lyle sat on the floor, hugging a bottle of red wine, pouring it into her mouth. "Miss Lyle! You can’t drink!" Lana hurried over to stop her without thinking.