Chapter 508

Without another word, Eleanor led the two children back to her room, her steps steady, her expression unreadable. The moment they stepped inside, the landline phone rang—loud, sharp, and insistent, slicing through the quiet like an alarm. Eleanor’s eyes flicked toward it, her instincts already certain who it was. Hazel Johan. Her phone, left in the room the day before, had gone unanswered, so now Hazel had resorted to the landline. Eleanor hesitated only a beat before picking up the receiver. “Susan, what the hell are you playing at?!” Hazel Johan’s voice blasted through the speaker like a cannon, loud enough to make Eleanor wince. Her brows furrowed. The tirade had only just begun. “Where the hell did you disappear to yesterday? Trying to pull a vanishing act, huh? Let me tell you—don’t even dream about it! I give you an inch, and you take a damn mile!” “You’ve still got work to do, in case that slipped your mind!” “And by the way, have you checked Weibo? You're trending. Again. Getti