#Chapter 82 - The Cold Shoulder
Ever since that awkward, turbulent discussion Eleanor and Lorenzo had in his office, the house had become a silent war zone.
Everyone on the property noticed the disconnect and unbreathable tension between them and were quick to avoid getting caught in the middle of anything. Whenever the two of them managed to cross paths, the rest of the room was quick to evacuate.
Many of the staff members were genuinely wondering if the bonding ceremony was still on. Whispers and muttered conversations filled the house. And who could blame them?
Considering the lack of love and devotion that was once surrounding the two fated mates was now faded and non-existent, they wouldn’t have been surprised if someone let it slip to the press at some point.
What the hell had happened? No one could have possibly doubted the connection Eleanor and Lorenzo had. When they worked together, they were utterly dynamic.
“I’m telling you,” one of the maids whispered to another. “Something must have happe

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