Chapter 182

What exactly was her secret... At this moment, Eleanor was in her room, on the phone with Luciano. "Bring that thing to me right away," she ordered. "Also, has my brooch been fixed? If it has, bring it along too." After Eleanor finished speaking, she hung up the phone. She paused for a moment, then left her bedroom, heading straight for the entrance of Williams Court. In a quiet corner, a black sports car was parked. Eleanor opened the door and sat in the passenger seat. "Boss," Luciano, who was sitting in the driver's seat, called out softly. "Item," Eleanor demanded, spitting out the word with no unnecessary pleasantries. Luciano nodded and handed her a wooden box. The box was not too big, not too small. It appeared to be made from top-notch wood, with the surface inlaid with pristine, delicate carvings. The entire box exuded an air of vintage charm and aristocratic quality. Eleanor took the wooden box. Luciano chuckled, unable to resist teasing, "What do you need this object for, bo