Bernard's eyes fluttered open languidly, casting a frosty gaze upon the fidgety Robin Spencer, "You honestly think that on your mere say-so, I should skedaddle? Who do you fancy yourself to be?"
Bernard's air of superiority grated Robin the wrong way, yet he had to bite his tongue, "Why else would I trouble myself to seek you out, if this didn't concern you?"
A sardonic laughter escaped Bernard's lips, "Robin, unless my memory fails me, you and I share a bond of hostility. If this 'urgent issue' indeed involves me, wouldn't you relish my misfortune instead of seeking me out?"
A valid point indeed. Should Bernard fall into dire straits, Robin would undoubtedly be the first to revel. But the present circumstances dictated otherwise, "Fine, remain immobile if you wish. But don't claim ignorance when Evelyn Ziegler whisks away your wife's niece."
Evelyn had recently engaged a high-profile international attorney, freshly returned to their homeland, with the intent of legally confronting Eleanor within days. Aware of Evelyn's scheme, Robin saw this as a fitting pretext to steer Bernard out of the equation.
But Bernard didn't react at all after hearing this, he just looked deeply at him with a nonchalant gaze, as if he had already seen through his plan. It was unsettling.
Bernard's nonchalance was normal, but Eleanor was bound to react, "Mr. Spencer, how did you know that Evelyn plans to take my niece?"
She pretended to be very worried and asked Robin, looking genuinely concerned. She even stood up, resting her hands on the table, staring at Robin standing outside the table.
Robin, almost as tall as Bernard, looked up and met her clear, lake-like eyes. It was like a stream flowing through his heart, which startled him, making him instinctively avoid her gaze.
"I just ran into her, with a bunch of people, saying she's going to snatch the kid from your place..."
"I must go back right away to check!"
Eleanor pretended to be very anxious and stood up quickly, but was held back by Bernard.
"Ms. Vulpe needs you for something urgent. You go see her, I'll check on the situation."
Perhaps Bernard couldn't stand Robin's lame excuse, he made up his own and walked out.
Eleanor held back her laughter, took Bernard's hand, and pretended to worry, "If it weren't for the urgent matter, I would go with you."
Bernard patted her hand, comforting her, "I can handle it. And with me around, Evelyn wouldn't dare to make a fuss at our home."
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