In the evening, Eliana was sitting on her bed and thinking about something when there was a sudden knock on her bedroom door.

A voice came from behind the closed door, saying, “Miss Pierce, Mr. Moran asked me to bring you some warm milk.”

“Come in,” Eliana said casually.

The servant came in, holding a tray on which there was a glass of warm milk.

However, Eliana was so restless at this moment and she was in no mood to drink milk.

She took the milk and put it on the bedside table.

“Okay, you can go now,” she said to the servant.

Seeing that Eliana didn’t drink the milk, the servant was flustered.

Gerald had ordered her to make sure Eliana drank up the milk.

What should she do now?

The servant didn’t dare to leave without having made sure Eliana drank the milk. She had no choice but to urge Eliana, “Miss Pierce, you should drink the milk while it’s still warm.”

You’d better leave now. I need to sleep now,”

Pierce. Remember to drink

suspicion, so the servant had

of her bedroom. As for the milk, she

bed, she couldn’t fall asleep. She kept thinking about what had happened

How was Maurice now?

they catch the person

took out her cellphone and browsed through social media. She

the daughter of the Stone

Group and Harriet Stone

Moran family won’t only cooperate

Miss Stone,

these headlines, Eliana thought back to what Gerald said. At

what Gerald said was not completely false. Maurice and Harriet were really going to get married. She therefore had to put an end to her relationship with

treated unfairly. She couldn’t let her kids be badly

depressed right now. Then all of a sudden, a message with the link of the live stream of the press conference held by Maurice

subconsciously clicked

all rumors about a possible marriage

one intentionally tried to harm Harriet. He added that the Moran Group’s legal team would take legal action against the person who dared to spread the rumor that

pleased and moved when she heard

He kept his word!

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