The Heiress's Second Chance At Vengeance (Eliza) novel Chapter 377

Chapter 377 Unspoken Intentions

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“No matter what happens, whether you see me as a friend or not,” Henry said, “in my eyes, you’ll always be the determined, sharp but restrained Eliza. The Eliza who worked like crazy back in high school to chase her dreams.”

“Alright. Got it.”

“From now on, stay out of my issues. I promise you–I won’t make things ugly with Nolan, so you don’t have to worry.”

Eliza nodded.

That evening, Eliza returned to her apartment.

Halbert was sitting on the couch reading a newspaper. When he saw her walk in, he said without warning. “Finally decided to come home, huh?”

Eliza jumped at the sound of his voice.

She scowled. “Why are you in my place again?”

She honestly didn’t get it. Halbert lived right across the hall–why was he always hanging around her place?

What kind of weird quirk was that?

“I was worried someone might keep you too long out there,” Halbert said casually. “So I decided to wait for you here. You could at least appreciate the gesture.”

“Henry brought me back. Relax.”

“I heard you met the Foster family elders today.”

“How’d you find out?”

“Wendy called.”

“You know Henry’s aunt?”

Eliza was mildly surprised. Halbert was only two years older than her, but he sure seemed to know a lot of people.

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“I’m curious–when are you two planning to have the engagement party? Doesn’t look like you’ll be able to wiggle out of it this time.”

With that unmistakable glint of gled in Halbert’s eyes, Eliza frowned. “You really just want to watch the drama, don’t you?”

“I mean, yeah, kinda.”

Halbert grinned. “Once you two are officially engaged, I won’t have to worry anymore.”

“Worry? What exactly have you been worrying about?”

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“That you’re spending too much time with Nolan, and he’ll whisk you away?

Meanwhile, Henry had arrived at the Westbrook International Hotel. As soon as the manager saw him, he rushed up to greet him.

“Mr. Henry, everything you requested has been arranged. Would you like to take a look?”

He led Henry to the banquet hall.

The venue was already decorated with everything needed for an engagement party. The head chef had even prepared a sample of the menu and laid it out for Henry to review,

“Looks good. My fiancée likes flowers–prepare more of them.”

“Of course, Mr. Henry. All the flowers here are cultivated and picked especially for freshness.”

The manager paused, then added somewhat hesitantly, “There’s just one issue–we haven’t received a photo of the couple yet, so we still haven’t been able to finalize the engagement poster…”

He gestured for someone to bring over a blank poster.

In fact, they’d started preparing for the engagement event over half a month ago. But without photos of the couple, they couldn’t finalize the design.

Henry looked at the blank poster and said, “I’ll get the photos to you within three days. Make sure everything’s ready for the end of the month.”

“We already have the invitations printed–once the poster’s done, everything will be ready on time. I guarantee there’ll be no delay for Mr. Henry and Ms. Sue’s engagement celebration.”

“Good.”

After inspecting the venue, Henry turned to leave. His assistant hesitated for a moment, then asked, “Mr. Henry, didn’t you tell Ms. Sue there was no rush with the engagement? If she finds out about this, won’t she get the wrong idea?”

Henry didn’t respond.

He had been the one to suggest the engagement to his father. The urgency to formalize the arrangement had come from him.

He needed to gain complete control over the Foster family–fast.

“Make sure the hotel staff knows to leak this. Especially make sure Eliza hears about it.”

“Of course, Mr. Henry. I already told them. They won’t spill it to the public.”

“Good.”

The next morning, Eliza was jolted awake by the sound of her phone ringing.

Still half–asleep, she answered the call. When she saw it was Henry, she groaned, “What could possibly be so

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urgent this early in the morning? It’s only eight.”

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