CHAPTER 1036 WHO ARE YOU CALLING NOISY?

Eleanor stood up in frustration and paced around the living room. She was upset since she knew she needed a long time to get used to Bloomstead's lifestyle, which differed entirely from the hidden clan.

Troy was slightly furious Eleanor had implied that he was talking too much, but he knew how she felt when he saw the upset look on her face. "I know it's hard for you to take it all in, but you should know that this is normal. Anyone will be uncomfortable when they are in a new place. You'll get used to it after some time."

Then, Eleanor approached Troy and looked at him. "I want to go horse riding," she requested.

Her voice was filled with sadness as she spoke, and the sad look on her face made her look pitiful. Needless to say, Troy was heartbroken by the sight.

He pursed his lips into a thin line and closed his eyes as he leaned against the couch. He sighed and rubbed his throbbing temples. Think about the money, Troy. Nothing can stop you from earning 450,000 bucks. He convinced himself.

Eventually, he agreed to her proposal and said, "Come on. I'll take you there."

It was 3.00PM, which was the perfect time to go horse riding at the racecourse.

Then, the duo changed their shoes before leaving. Just as they walked to the door, they encountered Yvette and Thomas.

"Where are you guys going, Troy?" asked Thomas as he approached them.

Troy pointed at Eleanor and replied, "We are going to the racecourse since Miss Gomez wants to go horse riding."

"I want to go too, Troy. Please take me," said Yvette.

Since she had asked about it, Thomas joined in and said, "Me too, Troy. I even ditched my job to visit you." He was implying that he missed Troy.

"About that…" Troy tilted his head and looked at Eleanor. "Are you fine with that?" he asked.

"Whatever," replied Eleanor as she walked toward the car.

When Troy saw that she was going for the driver's seat, he immediately ran toward her. "Hold on, I'll be the one driving." He grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the car. "How can you drive when you don't have a driving license? The police will put you in custody if they find out about this."

"I have a driving license, though," Eleanor explained.

"The hid… The driving license from your hometown is different from Bloomstead's. The rules here are different," explained Troy.

However, Thomas suggested to Eleanor kindly, "If Miss Gomez has a driving license, she can apply for a local driving license."

"Shut up! Don't talk if you don't know anything." Troy felt like his head was about to explode from the situation. He knew that individuals who had international driving licenses could apply for a local driving license. However, Eleanor's case was different. After all, no one knew where the hidden clan was.

As Troy thought about it, he quickly grabbed Eleanor's hand and dragged her to the passenger seat. He opened the door and said, "Get in."

Eleanor curled her lips in frustration. "This is so troublesome." She got into the car angrily.

Troy breathed a sigh of relief when he closed the door for her. He wiped the cold sweat that formed on his forehead.

At that same time, Yvette's eyes dimmed when she saw the scene before her. She walked toward the car and sat in the backseat.

Ring—

Suddenly, Yvette's phone rang. She took it out and saw that Veronica was calling. "Mrs. Kings?"

"Matt said you are with Eleanor, right, Yvette?"

"Yes, Mrs. Kings." This belongs to : ©.

"Could you pass the phone to her? I have something to tell her," said Veronica.

Since Eleanor hadn't changed her phone number when she arrived at Bloomstead, Veronica couldn't contact her. Thus, she could only reach her through Yvette.

"Mrs. Kings wants to have a word with you, Miss Gomez," said Yvette as she handed the phone to Eleanor.

Troy immediately explained to her, "It's Veronica."

"Veronica?" said Eleanor when she put the phone by her ear.

"Come to Pinewoods Villa and have dinner with us, Eleanor. Also, bring Yvette and the others. We are holding a welcome banquet for you." Veronica wanted to make Eleanor feel comfortable since she knew the latter was unfamiliar with Bloomstead.