Chapter 588

Robert was watching her intently. His deep-set eyes held a sharp, unreadable intensity—cold and probing. For the first time in a long while, he couldn’t decipher the expression on this woman’s face. What was she thinking? Was it confidence? Calm detachment? Or a bluff so smooth it bordered on brilliance? "I haven’t opened it yet," he said coolly, his thin lips parting as his voice broke the heavy silence. Eleanor remained utterly composed. Her elegant face betrayed not the slightest ripple of emotion. She met his gaze without flinching and replied in an indifferent, almost dismissive tone: "Then open it and see." Leo’s small fingers clenched at her words, his heart thudding in his chest. He glanced up at his mother, a swirl of confusion dancing in his wide, dark eyes. Why was Mommy so calm? Didn’t she care? Didn’t she want to know the results? To him, this wasn’t just a document. It was the truth—something that could change everything. But Eleanor stood tall, her demeanor untouched by