Revenge with Her Quadruplets

Chapter 65 Watch This Video

Chapter 65 Watch This Video

The first thing Sebastian did was go to check on Waylon after he got up and washed up every morning. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Waylon sullenly glanced at Sebastian.

Sebastian was confused at the sight of it. Waylon gave him an attitude last night, but until this morning, he was still angry.

"Are you still angry?" Sebastian's gentle eyes fell on Waylon's unhappy little face, his voice low and deep.

Waylon's face fell and he sulkily spoke in a muffled voice, "You bullied Eleanor. Her voice was hoarse."

Sebastian's eyes flickered and he leaned back languidly, "So you're angry about this? I apologized to Eleanor last night and she forgave me."

"For what?" Waylon wasn't quite ready to forgive Dad.

Men who hit women were bullies.

Sebastian told Waylon what had happened last night.

Waylon said after listening to Sebastian's words, "Dad, you have to figure things out before you teach people a lesson. Eleanor was in a lot of pain when you suddenly choked her. You've had a hard time finding such a good wife. If she leaves you, how could you possibly get her back?" If Eleanor was going to leave, Waylon would leave with her.

But Waylon didn't want to leave his father. If Sebastian married Eleanor, the whole family would not have to be apart from each other.

The more Waylon thought about it, the worse he felt. The last thing he wanted to do was leave his dad.

After Sebastian heard this, he gazed deeply at Waylon and smiled a little as he thought, "Waylon rarely talks as much as he does now."

"Waylon, where did you learn that?"

Waylon sniffled and leaned against the headboard. "Do I need to learn this? Dad, it's you who needs to learn. Stop giving the cold shoulder to Eleanor. Eleanor is now your wife and your family. If there's no love between you guys, you should start bonding with her. Dad, don't forget that your sign matches hers. And don't doubt Santiago, who wouldn't joke about something like that. And you must not let Grandfather down."

What Waylon said was clear and persuasive, and surprised Sebastian a lot.

Sebastian looked at Waylon with deep eyes and felt that there was something different about him today.

But up until now, Sebastian and Eleanor had only known each other for a short while.

Sebastian was not after love. Now that Waylon took a fancy to Eleanor, Sebastian would keep her for the time being.

And he would find out what she was trying to do at the Moores' manor.

Waylon looked at Sebastian's usual cold face, and reminded him again, "Dad, you have to take my words seriously. I don't want you to have any regrets in the future!"

Sebastian started his wheelchair, went up to Waylon, and took his little hand. Waylon, who usually didn't talk much, was excessively chatty today.

Waylon slowly got out of bed, put on his slippers, and followed Sebastian out of the room.

Sebastian said, "Waylon, I'll consider what you said, but you can't force things. You'll understand when you grow up."

Waylon was highly intelligent and learned fast!

"Uh-huh!" Waylon knew that Sebastian would do what he promised him.

Downstairs, Eleanor had already made breakfast. There were poached eggs, cucumber juice, teriyaki chicken legs, seaweed soup, and ravioli. Waylon's little lips pursed a little at the sight of ravioli.

Charles used to brag about how delicious his mom's ravioli were. Eleanor made tasty ravioli, too, and the ravioli she made looked so amazing.

Eleanor looked at Sebastian and Waylon, and her mouth curved into a faint smile. "Come over for breakfast. Eat ravioli while they're hot."

Sebastian looked at her bright smile. She seemed to be easily satisfied with food and always smiled more than usual when there was food.

When Sebastian and Waylon sat down at the table, Eleanor handed them knives and forks.

She usually fed Waylon before she started eating herself.

Eleanor put a ravioli on Waylon's plate. It was actually the perfect temperature.

Waylon took a bite of the ravioli and couldn't help but smile. It was so delicious!

Sebastian also ate a ravioli. It was filled with celery and meat and was tasty.

He looked at Eleanor and complimented her, "It's yummy."

Eleanor looked at him and smiled. "Let me know if you have any favorites. I can cook the usual home-cooked meals."

Sebastian nodded lightly and lowered his head to eat. When he occasionally glanced at the bruise on her neck, he looked a bit odd.

Seeing the weird look on his face, Eleanor remembered what the servants talked about in the kitchen.

Eleanor remembered that the little girl spat at her, looked at her sullenly, and said, "You little vixen, Mr. Moore is in a wheelchair. How dare you seduce him?"

She knew it was the marks on her neck that made people wonder.

But Eleanor didn't explain. That maid was narrow-minded and short-sighted. Eleanor just let her say whatever she wanted.

That maid had formed her opinions.

To put it bluntly, Eleanor did not bother to mess with people who had tunnel vision!

After breakfast, Sebastian went back to his study to work.

Eleanor took Waylon upstairs to rest.

Eleanor, who got a lot of orders lately, sat at Waylon's desk, drawing up a prototype, while Waylon sat next to her and listened to a song.

Waylon listened to the song and watched Eleanor draw. Eleanor was good with her hands, and every stroke was perfect. The outline of the dress was drawn in a few minutes, and it was elegant, classy, and stylish.

Eleanor was a designer!

She could cook and heal and was also a designer. She was such an ingenious talent.

Christian and Emmett entered Sebastian's study.

Vincent served the coffee as Sebastian had ordered. Sebastian took a sip of his coffee before looking at Christian and asking, "What's the news?"

Christian smiled wryly, slowly leaned back on the sofa, and said, "Just as you expected, the deal was made on the spot, and within minutes, the buyer called Cameron. The news that Michael sold to Cameron today made Cameron lose 60 million dollars, and Michael wasn't going to give back what Cameron had paid him. Cameron was so distraught that he was admitted to hospital."

Sebastian sneered and said in a mocking tone, "Did this old fox really think he planned everything so perfectly?"

Emmett frowned slightly, hesitated for a while, but still looked at Sebastian and said, "After Old Master Moore kicked Michael out of the house, Michael had a free hand to deal with you. Besides, I found out that Nathan will be back next month. He's out of the country for the Institute and has been secretive for the past two years. I don't know what he's doing."

Sebastian said leisurely, "We'll know when he comes back." Nathan had always been a good opponent.

Sebastian leaned back in his wheelchair, cold and lonely. He had always been lonely. Although he had a few close friends, they didn't invoke the deepest emotions within him.

He hadn't even told his two best friends in front of him whom he had Waylon with.

Christian and Emmett were in no hurry to deal with Nathan. No matter how powerful Nathan was, they were not soft and weak.

Sebastian looked at Christian, his voice magnetic and low. "You get ready and come with me to No. 1 Royal Club tonight."

Christian nodded slightly. "Okay. Leonardo has been too arrogant recently, and it's time we gave him a hard time."

Mr. 9 of No. 1 Royal Club hadn't shown up in recent times. Leonardo, the rival of No. 1 Royal Club, was indeed arrogant last night.

At that moment, Emmett took out his cell phone, clicked on a video, and showed them both. "You guys take a look at this video."