Eliana immediately picked up her phone and called Preston.

On the other side, Maurice stared at Eliana’s caller ID on the screen of his phone. All the dissatisfaction that had accumulated within him finally reached the peak.

So when he answered the phone, it was in a rather unfriendly way.

“Eliana, what’s wrong with you? Earlier, you called me so many times and even texted a bunch of strange questions to me. What’s your reason for calling again? Do you think that there’s no limit to my patience?”

“It was definitely a misunderstanding! I was so dumb that I just blindly blamed you,” Eliana said in an apologetic tone.

“A misunderstanding? Have you ever trusted me? You always believe whatever others say, but you don’t believe a word I say. Can you tell me why?”

To say that Maurice was exasperated by Eliana’s attitude towards him would be an understatement. It seemed that regardless of whether his identity was Maurice or Preston, he never had Eliana’s trust.

Being treated by Eliana this way was a big blow to him.

Eliana, on the other hand, was a little flustered after hearing the cutting anger and disappointment in Preston’s words.

“Because… Because compared to being deceived by other people, being deceived by you would really hurt me!”

In her anxiousness to appease Preston, Eliana blurted out a flurry of words in one breath. But as soon as she finished saying them, she was gripped with regret.

wished she could just press

moment, there was a tense

you mean?” Maurice finally asked, subconsciously tightening his grip on the

confession of love. The possibility made

back

she had been so angry at the prospect of Preston’s deception in the first place—she already unconsciously regarded him as a very important person

was angry at him because she cared about him, and she

while she was thinking about Preston, Maurice’s face

also cared about

Deep in her heart, she still didn’t

to have inexplicable feelings for both these

fallen into such a

both Preston and Maurice seemed to be shrouded in. And now, she

wanted to torture Preston with suspense, but

the phone disappointedly

eyebrow

bit her lip

She just patted Eliana on the shoulder and comforted her, “Eliana, don’t worry. Since you can’t trust the gigolo, I’ll

saying that, Nana took out her phone and sent a message to

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