Chapter 218

Jacob gave Eleanor a nod and responded, "It should be them, I suppose." Eleanor pressed her lips together, her gaze ice-cold. "So, who are they?" Upon hearing this, Jacob lowered his eyes slightly, a deep, hidden shade flickering in his gaze. About those people, naturally, he couldn't tell Eleanor. Thus, he could only feign ignorance and respond blankly, "If only we knew who they were. If we did, we could root them out and save the Fourth Master from trouble." Eleanor clenched her fists, remaining silent. Suddenly, Jacob remembered what had happened at the French restaurant today, and he couldn't help but ask, "Madam, who were you meeting today?" Eleanor was caught off guard by this question, her gaze faltering. She had already told Robert about this matter. There was nothing to hide, so she straightforwardly replied, "The person who helped my brother. We had a meal together." "The person who helped your brother... was it really him?" Jacob asked, far too suddenly, staring straight at