Chapter 246

When Eleanor left Lillian behind and returned to Regal Heights, darkness had already settled over the estate.

At the villa's entrance, a familiar silhouette emerged from the shadows.

It was Hector.

He seemed hurried.

Eleanor froze in place.

Why was he here?

She moved quickly to intercept him, her eyes locked on the container. "Hector, what's happening?"

Noticing Eleanor, Hector inclined his head politely."Good evening, Miss Warren."

He exhaled and began recounting the events candidly.

"I'm here to pass a message to Nolan. Starting tomorrow, Wray will step into the CEO role."

Eleanor's gaze darkened as she absorbed the news. Nolan ended up losing everything because of her.

Although she bore no blame, her presence had inadvertently strained his grandfather and his bond.

Hector studied her quietly. After a brief pause,he added, "Miss Warren, if possible, please speak with Nolan. His grandfather holds enormous expectations for him and truly cares. He shouldn't-"

He stopped momentarily and sighed wearily. "Forget it. Old people rarely comprehend youthful matters.Still, I hope you won't resent Mr. Stewart. His actions stem solely from deep affection for his grandson."

With that,he departed.

Eleanor lingered in silence for a moment,then stepped into the villa.

The living room welcomed her with the faint scent of cooked food drifting from the kitchen.

Curiosity piqued, she approached cautiously, her steps quiet.

Inside, the man destined to dominate Elepdon's corporate world now wore an incongruous apron,absorbed in preparing a meal.

The domestic sight made her pause, catching her breath.

She stayed unobtrusive, leaning against the doorway as she observed him.

Eventually, Nolan turned, meeting her gaze. "Baby,you're back. Wash your hands; dinner's ready."

A soft "hmm" escaped her lips, her thoughts swirling with mixed emotions.

Nolan Stewart, a titan in business circles, was personally cooking.

And this came right after losing his authority.

Was his calm genuine, or merely a mask?

Eleanor paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you all right?"

Carrying a dish to the dining room, Nolan returned to face her.

His gaze held steady, eyes glowing with the familiar warmth she remembered. "I'm fine, as you can see.Wash your hands and taste my cooking."

He sidestepped the subject effortlessly, ignoring the recent dismissal.

Eleanor studied him silently, choosing not to probe further.

Suddenly,the phone Nolan had left on the counter lit up.

Instinctively, Eleanor glanced at it.

A message from Erick appeared.

"Boss, we've contacted people in Zerovia, and the company's operations are fully arranged."

Everything remained under Nolan's control.

Eleanor felt a small relief, casually looking away as if she hadn't noticed.

"Alright, I'll be right there," she said with a gentle smile, then moved to wash her hands.

During dinner, Eleanor's thoughts remained tangled with concerns about the Stewart Group.

Wray,the incompetent fool,posed no real threat.

But Nolan confronted a furious Norwood.

One error could have irreversible consequences.

As her mind wandered, a warm hand rested over hers.

Looking up, she met Nolan's deep, steady eyes.

"I'm fine. Besides, letting Grandpa release his frustration helps. We don't want him getting worked up and ending up in a hospital," he said.

His composed assurance finally eased her tension.

"Alright,if you need assistance, I'll help however I can,"she responded.

Her own empire, though smaller than the Stewart Group,was still substantial enough to provide support.

Nolan laughed softly, patting her head affectionately."Fine,my girl is the best."

Eleanor frowned slightly, a mix of amusement and exasperation.

What was that?

Was he handling her like a child?

Clearly, she shouldn't have felt sorry for him-her sympathy only encouraged him to playfully exaggerate.