Chapter 280

"Eleanor." Samuel moved beside her, his expression stern and icy. His strikingly handsome face contrasted with the chilling aura that radiated from him. Eleanor seemed indifferent, her lips pressed together in silent defiance. Her slightly disheveled hair fell haphazardly across her forehead, casting faint shadows. "Aren't you curious why I came?" Samuel loomed over her, his eyes clouded with menace. His cold voice filled the basement with a suffocating tension, but Eleanor remained unresponsive. This disregard enraged him. Without hesitation, he grabbed Eleanor's chin, forcing her head upward. A sharp pain shot through her jaw, yet she stared into Samuel's icy, predatory gaze with unwavering disdain. "I don’t care," she hissed, her voice as cold as her expression. Samuel’s lips curled into a sinister smile. Instead of anger, a dark amusement flickered across his face. "I sent Robert some photos of you. What do you think his reaction will be?" Samuel’s voice lowered, his words sharp as