Chapter 61 Show Me the Evidence
Christian knew how serious this was when he saw Sebastian go on a rampage.
Eleanor was telling Waylon about the outside world and Waylon was listening intently.
Vincent hurried over and said, "Mrs. Moore, Mr. Moore would like you to come into the study."
Eleanor nodded, took Waylon's hand, and prepared to go back.
Vincent said softly, "Mrs. Moore, give Little Young Master to me."
Eleanor raised her eyebrow slightly and said nothing, handing Waylon over to Vincent and heading to the study.
She went upstairs, and just as she reached the door of the study, a pen flew swiftly toward her. Eleanor's eyes turned sharp, and she quickly tilted her head.
But she was half a second slow. The tip of the pen grazed her skin, and she frowned at a faint tingling.
A piercing and angry voice rang out, "Eleanor, you got a death wish? How dare you touch my computer? Who did you give the materials to?"
Surprisingly, Sebastian put the blame on Eleanor. Eleanor's face instantly clouded.."What are you talking about?"
A wave of anger swept over her, who fixed her deep-set, upturned, eyes blazing with anger on Sebastian. She walked up right to him in a hurry and looked condescendingly at him in a wheelchair, her eyes full of anger. "I'm an open book, and have never sneaked around and lied. Don't try to put me in the wrong. You need to show me proof."
Sebastian was much frostier with Eleanor. "You were the only one who came into my study today, weren't you?"
"So that makes me a thief?" Eleanor tried to outdo him with her eyes flaming with wrath locking with his eyes that burned with anger.
Christian was surprised. It was the first time someone had dared to challenge Sebastian when he was boiling with rage.
Eleanor was as bad-tempered as Sebastian. Neither of them would ever let the other win. They were such badass.
In the next moment, Sebastian suddenly got his strong hands around Eleanor's throat.
Sebastian was sitting in the wheelchair, and his hands were so tight around Eleanor's throat that she couldn't breathe. Her mind floated to the fire that night. She thought of the hellish heat and gut-wrenching pain and shuddered all over. Six years had passed, but once she felt this suffocating sensation, the pain would still consume her.
"Uhh!" Eleanor let out a cry of pain. Her face was dark purple from lack of oxygen. Sebastian squeezed her neck so hard that her throat was almost crushed, and she felt a lot of pain and extremely uncomfortable.
Suddenly, Sebastian let go of Eleanor, and she helplessly collapsed onto the floor. "Ahem..." She breathed heavily.
Eleanor felt some of her strength coming back and looked at Sebastian with a glacial smile. Her smiling eyes were ice-cold and innocent.
"Sebastian, what kind of man are you to bully a woman?" Her voice was low and hoarse.
Now it was Sebastian's turn to look condescendingly at her, with evidently murderous intent on his handsome face. "Whoever crosses the line will get killed! Now that you dared to touch my things, you would have to suffer the consequences."
Eleanor was a bold woman, but when she looked at Sebastian's dark and angry face, her pretty eyes couldn't help but tremble.
She smiled and answered, "Whoever crosses the line will get killed! You're such a vindictive bully. Sebastian, I also have boundaries that you must respect. I will kill those who wish to kill me!"
Eleanor was more arrogant than him!
Sebastian looked deeply at her!
At this moment, he knew more about her.
Eleanor slowly stood up, looked at Sebastian, and said word by word, "You were there when I came to your study. How could I possibly touch your computer?"
"I left then. I made you dinner as soon as I got home. After dinner, I took the kids out for a walk. I didn't enter your study until a few minutes ago. There's a security camera in your study. You will know the truth if you turn on your phone and take a look at the surveillance. Why did you put the blame on me?"
Sebastian said, "There's no surveillance around here."
"Heh, heh..." Eleanor faked a laugh. She knew Sebastian's missing files were important, or he wouldn't be so angry.
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