Noah Beckham’s drawing board fell on the ground in his struggle, making a loud noise.
“Boo hoo…” The little one cried out loudly on Joseph Beckham’s shoulder, inciting the sympathy of the maids in the courtyard.
Eleanor Beckham couldn’t bear it, gathering her courage to block in front of Joseph, “Where are you taking Noah to?”
The thirteen-year-old girl asked in a childish voice, and her courage was commendable.
Joseph glared at her, “Get out of the way.”
Eleanor gritted her teeth, “I’m your aunt.”
Joseph’s face darkened as Eleanor mentioned this, “Eleanor Beckham, are you trying to pick a fight with me?”
Hearing this, Eleanor immediately stepped to the side, speaking incoherently, “I’m just kidding. You can have your way. Just kidding.”
Joseph flounced out of the yard and didn’t bother to look at her.
Looking at the cracked drawing board on the ground, Eleanor was depressed as she picked it up and heard the maids in the corridor whispering.
“I heard that the master intends to let the young master engage with Miss Sanchez.”
“Huh? Hadn’t they introduced Ms. Downey to their relatives and friends?”
“Isn’t that many things happened to the Downey family recently? And the young master seemed to have broken up with Ms. Downey. Didn’t you hear it too? The master had handed the group to Franklin. What would happen to the young master’s career if he doesn’t marry Miss Sanchez?”
“Yea, men always value their careers, not to mention a person like the young master.”
Eleanor was speechless.
She heard every word of the maids gossiping. She picked up the drawing board and went back to the courtyard where she lived. She fished out her notepad and made a call.
“Hello? Stella, it’s me. Where’s your mommy?”
Stella Downey was speechless.
“No. I’m not looking for her. I’ll just tell you. Please let your mommy give Joseph an out. Otherwise, it would mess up a sure thing…”
Stella was speechless again.
Eleanor felt melancholy, hanging up the phone.
Eleanor had no sense of existence in the Beckham family at all. She was just Harrison Beckham’s nominal adopted daughter, and it would be benevolent of raising her to adulthood.
Although she was young, she knew better about assessing the environmental risks as Eleanor stayed in the orphanage since she was a child.
Harrison was old, and he would not be able to take care of her for too long. Joseph would undoubtedly be the new owner of the Beckham family, but Eleanor was not close to him. Therefore, the mistress of the Beckham family would become the only factor that determined her future.
Eleanor liked Hayden’s gentle temperament, and she was close to Hayden’s daughter too. As compared to Addison Sanchez, who was always acting cute, Hayden would be so much better to marry into the Beckham family. So Eleanor was on the same side as Stella.
But Stella’s reaction on the call was beyond Eleanor’s expectations. How could she turn into this?
It was noon, and Stella didn’t go to school for the past two days because of having a cold.
Hayden had made the meal and called Stella to come out for lunch. But Stella came out with a sullen look.
“What’s wrong? Not feeling well?”
Hayden habitually touched her forehead, “Not fever.”
Stella stretched out her arms towards Hayden, and her childish voice seemed muffled because of the cold, “Hugs.”
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