Revenge with Her Quadruplets

Chapter 112 Singing a Song

Chapter 112 Singing a Song

Seeing her movements, Michael showed a colder look and tensed up. Back then, he had burned Eleanor and the bastard in her belly to death to obtain the formula.

Every time he dreamed about her, he felt a little guilty. But his expectations for a bright future swallowed his guilt when he saw the hundreds of millions of earnings.

"Twelve shrimps, three abalones, and three tacos. You picked Eleanor's favorite food. She always ate the abalone first, then the tacos, and finally the shrimp. She could eat only a little mustard but a lot of vinegar. You have the same eating habits as her. Is it a coincidence?"

The corner of Eleanor's lips twitched when she sneered, "Shame on you! You are a two-timer, but still tried to hook up with me. You don't respect Sebastian at all."

She should not have been so careless and forgotten her enemies knew some of her living habits. Although she had changed her face, those habits could not be changed.

"Eleanor, you are Eleanor, right?"

Michael stared at her intently as if his sharp gaze could penetrate her.

Eleanor nodded with a smile, "Yes, I am Eleanor. Do you want me to change my name? Is it because I have the same name as your ex-girlfriend? Mrs. Moore told me Eleanor had run away from home because you cheated on her with Caroline. Judging from your expression, I suspect you still have feelings for her."

Michael coldly stared at her smiling face. Her expressions were similar to Eleanor's, but her temperament was different.

Seeing him lost in thought, Eleanor sneered and returned to Sebastian's side with the food.

Not far away, Valentina was unhappy to see this scene. She was chatting with several young ladies. She was supposed to be in the limelight tonight. But everyone kept glancing at Eleanor.

Valentina was depressed but still maintained a smile on her face.

Suddenly, a young lady said, "Ms. Miles, you are a diva with a sweet voice. I like your songs very much. I am your fan. May I have the honor to hear you sing a song tonight?"

Hearing this, everyone echoed.

"Ms. Miles, please!"

"Ms. Miles, sing a song!"

Hearing the girls' voices, the other guests instantly understood what was happening.

Valentina had a gentle and considerate persona. Hearing everyone liked her so much, she nodded with an elegant smile and walked toward the stage.

The host came on stage. His loud voice resounded throughout the venue when he said, "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming. I hope you all have a wonderful night. Now, please welcome Ms. Miles to the stage. She will sing Deepest Love for You."

Then, Valentina gracefully stepped onto the stage. She had a lot of performing experience and looked calm and generous. But when she stood in the center of the stage, she occasionally looked in Sebastian's direction.

When Eleanor raised her head, she inadvertently met Valentina's eyes and saw infatuation. She frowned, lowered her head, and continued eating the shrimp.

Soon, she heard a sweet voice singing.

Eleanor raised her eyes and glanced at Valentina on the stage. Her singing voice was pleasing, soft, and charming. The treble was crisp and loud, while the bass was tender and sentimental. She sang this love song full of affection as if her beloved man was present.

Noticing Valentina frequently glance at Sebastian, Eleanor thoughtfully pursed her lips.

When the song ended, the banquet broke into warm applause.

But Sebastian was unresponsive. He seemed in his world and had not heard Valentina sing.

Eleanor asked with a smile, "Mr. Moore, do you like the song?"

Sebastian was reading a report on the stock market. The Moore Group's share prices had risen a lot recently. Hearing her voice, he raised his head and looked at her in confusion. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Eleanor looked over and felt speechless to see him reading a stock market report.

He was indeed a workaholic.

"Pardon? I didn't hear what you said just now."

Sebastian was polite when he was in a good mood.

Eleanor smiled, "I asked if you liked this song."

When Eleanor spoke, the whole venue happened to fall silent. Her voice was loud, so everyone heard her words and looked over.

Eleanor was shocked by the coincidence.

Valentina looked at Sebastian with a smile.

But he looked at Eleanor and slightly shook his head, "I didn't pay attention."

Everyone was at a loss for words.

That was so typical of Mr. Moore.

Valentina tightened her grip on the microphone. She had sung the song more passionately than in her concert because he was present.

But he had said, "I didn't pay attention."

Valentina felt humiliated and embarrassed. Everyone flattered her, but he had ignored her three times.

At the banquet two years ago, he had looked radiant and dazzling. She had fallen in love with him at first sight. But he had not bothered to look at her. Therefore, she had targeted Michael. Fortunately, Michael wisely broke up with Caroline to be her boyfriend.

Valentina maintained an elegant smile, looked at Eleanor, and said, "Mrs. Moore, nice to meet you. I am Valentina."

Eleanor didn't understand why Valentina had said such words, so she looked at the latter in surprise, wondering what she was up to.

Soon, she showed a generous smile and responded, "Nice to meet you too!"

Valentina glanced at Sebastian and said, "As Mr. Moore's wife, you must be talented. Everyone is in the humor tonight. Why don't you sing a song for us?"

Eleanor figured out that Valentina was making things difficult for her. Sebastian's words had angered her. But she was still unwilling to give in. So, she wanted to compete with Eleanor to see whether the latter was worthy of him.

Hearing Valentina deliberately making trouble for Eleanor, Sebastian glanced at the former.

Seeing him finally look over, Valentina gently smiled at him. But his gaze swept across her and quickly returned to Eleanor's face.

Everyone looked at Eleanor, wondering if she would go on stage to sing. She used to be an orphan and had never taken vocal music classes, so they guessed she was tone-deaf.

Some people began whispering.

"I heard she was an orphan and had no backers. If she goes on stage, she will tremble all over. How can she sing?"

"I agree. She is just lucky eye candy."

Eleanor turned a deaf ear to the whispers. She looked at Sebastian and asked with a smile, "Mr. Moore, do you want to hear me sing?"

Sebastian frowned slightly. Seeing the men at the banquet look at her pretty face occasionally, he said, "Sing for me when we return home."

Eleanor gently smiled, looked at the other guests, and said, "I can sing and dance. But my husband wants me to perform for him only."

The meaning of her words was simple. She was implying the other people present were unworthy of hearing her sing.