Chapter 145 Can't You Do It?
Eleanor stopped and looked at the aggressive Quinn with a cold gaze. Behind Quinn were several fashionable women, and they were all looking at Eleanor with bad intentions.
Quinn smiled coldly, looking fierce.
"Eleanor, you usually hide in Sannot Courtyard and dare not come out. Now you are finally out. You slapped me before, and now my friends will serve you well. How about slapping you three hundred times?"
Eleanor grinned.
She thought, "Sure enough, a quiet life is not for me. Three hundred slaps! She is so vicious! If they really do so, maybe my face will be disfigured."
"Get out of my way!" Eleanor squinted at Quinn coldly.
Quinn had wanted to trouble Eleanor for a long time, but she hadn't seen her in the past few days.
In Sannot Courtyard, with Sebastian, Quinn couldn't bully Eleanor, and she thought she could do whatever to Eleanor outside here.
"Bitch, I'm going to revenge myself on you for those slaps now. Guys, come here, tear her beautiful face, and you all have a chance to marry my uncle." Quinn's eyes flashed with strong hatred.
Eleanor squinted her sharp eyes and said, "It seems that I had mercy on you last time. This time I will slap you harder, making your face never recover. Oh, I forgot. You only have one year to live, and you won't be too painful to be disfigured for a year."
"Bitch, don't you dare to curse me!" Quinn was in a terrible mood when she heard this for the second time.
Seeing her friends approaching, she became courageous.
She didn't know how Eleanor knew those things. During this time, she was indeed under the weather, but after recuperating, she was much better.
After hearing what Eleanor had said, she was restless and even went for a full-body physical examination, but she found there was nothing wrong with her health.
Eleanor sneered, "By the day you die, you won't think this is a curse, but a fact."
"Bitch." Quinn flipped out.
She raised her hand, trying to slap Eleanor.
However, Eleanor immediately kicked her lower abdomen.
With a bang, Quinn was kicked directly onto the opposite car.
Then she fell to the ground.
She curled up in pain and looked at Eleanor in horror.
Even the women standing not far away were taken aback and did not dare to approach Eleanor.
Tingling made Quinn couldn't help yelling.
Eleanor's cold eyes were as sharp as a knife, and her tone was firm. "You will dare not trouble me from now on, right? Go to the hospital for a good check-up. This time you should be able to check out the illness, and then enjoy your best life."
Eleanor thought, "This wicked woman deserves to die."
"Eleanor, I won't let you go. Never..." Quinn looked at her bitterly, full of tears of anger and humiliation in her eyes.
She thought Eleanor's power was terrible. Eleanor just kicked her one time and she flew out.
Eleanor sneered and said mockingly, "There is nothing you can do. Waiting quietly for death is your best choice."
Then she pulled Waylon away.
Quinn stared at her figure intensely. She, who had always been high above, became a lowlife only in front of Eleanor.
Watching Eleanor strutting, Quinn was unable to deal with Eleanor.
One of the women went to help Quinn. She had always had a good impression of Sebastian, but he suddenly had a car accident, so Eleanor could marry him.
Sebastian looked at her deeply, thinking, "She also met Michael. In front of him, she also smiled so seductively! She is a siren!"
Even though Eleanor was smiling brightly, there were no emotions in her eyes. In fact, she was very indifferent to everyone.
"Quinn is now in the hospital, diagnosed with cervical cancer. It's the same as what you said last time. You have studied medicine before."
Eleanor said nothing.
Quinn's illness was difficult to detect. The doctors they looked for were all they believed, but no doctors found the earliest symptoms.
However, Eleanor studied traditional medicine, and her medical skills were different from theirs.
Eleanor smiled and put Waylon's clothes on the table.
She then looked at Sebastian still with her smile and tilted her head, looking surprised. "So I was right. It seems that I can really tell one's fortune. I told Old Master Moore that you would not die and you could wake up in half a month, and you really did so. Judging from these, I can go tell others' fortune."
Sebastian was speechless.
Looking at Eleanor's smiling face, he couldn't tell the truth or falsehood from her words.
He and Christian suspected that she was Melody, but they did not find conclusive evidence twice.
Christian was pretty sure Eleanor was Melody, but Sebastian very much hoped not.
Sebastian's indifferent face had a meaningful expression. "Since so, why not tell my fortune? What's the future for both of us?"
Stunned, Eleanor didn't expect that he would really believe it.
Sebastian looked at her slightly dumbfounded expression and asked coldly, "What's the matter? Can't you do it?"
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