A Second Chance at Forever ( Eleanor Shultz )
A Second Chance at Forever Chapter 1368

Chapter 1368

Eleanor, her cheeks kissed by the soft breeze, lowered her eyes. “There are plenty of beautiful places in my homeland too. Nature, trees, roads, they’re all the same wherever you go.”

Antoine’s voice was gentle as he responded, “I don’t often live in Canada either, I just come back from time to time. But if you’re here, I’ll make it a point to visit more often.”

Eleanor played along. “If you want to see me, then you can come to my place.”

Antoine’s eyes lit up with a playful smile, “Alright, remember you promised.”

Eleanor, having jumped into the trap, chose not to respond. Peterson, however, couldn’t help but laugh, “Don’t worry about Antoine. He’s usually swamped with work and wouldn’t have time to pester you.”

Peterson’s carefree demeanor provoked Eleanor, “And you’re not allowed to come looking for me either.”

Peterson grinned, his smile as light as a feather, “Don’t worry, I’ll definitely come looking for you whether there’s a reason or not.”

Eleanor was speechless.

The three brothers, along with Eleanor, visited the company run by Bevis’ wife.

Peterson had mentioned that Bevis’ wife was an ordinary woman, not belonging to any wealthy or noble family. However, after meeting her, Eleanor realized that she was quite an affluent woman herself.

She was the founder of DK, the luxury brand, her social status was anything but ordinary.

It seemed that Peterson, coming from a noble family, had a different perception of what constitutes a noble lineage and wealth.

Eleanor was misled by Peterson’s comments and when Faustina, Bevis’ wife, visited with her child, she assumed that Faustina was a stay-at-home mom.

Seeing Faustina, dressed in a professional suit, high heels, navigating through the office, Eleanor was taken aback.

After finishing her work, Faustina lifted her eyes to meet Eleanor and the Sharp brothers, she quickly raised her hand in greeting before leading them to the reception room.

Faustina was confident and poised in her professional environment. Knowing that they were there for styling, she assigned a renowned stylist to Eleanor based on her physique and appearance.

Faustina patted Eleanor’s shoulder and said in a generous tone, “Eleanor, I have to attend to a client, but don’t worry. If you have any questions, talk to the stylist or my assistant.”

Afterward, Faustina arranged for her assistant to serve Eleanor milk and cake, ensuring the best service possible.

DK was primarily known for its luxury handbags, followed by clothing. Hence, the company was frequently visited by various stylists and designers. All the clothes under DK were endorsed by Antoine. This was a classic case of ‘keeping it in the family’. With the backing of his family and sister-in-law, Antoine’s career in the film industry was flourishing.

As Eleanor got her makeover, Peterson, with a magazine in his hand, casually explained the family affairs and their businesses to her.

Bevis and Antoine were sons of her elder uncle, Cyril. The Sharp family had numerous businesses, and Cyril, unable to manage them all, entrusted the role of CEO to Bevis.

Bevis wasn’t interested in business but accepted the position for the sake of the family. As the elder son, he shouldered the responsibilities, allowing Antoine to live a more

carefree life.

Peterson, on the other hand, was the only child of her younger uncle, Derrick. Derrick also had many businesses under the Sharp family but Peterson didn’t help him. When Eleanor asked him why, Peterson simply replied that he loved to have fun and didn’t have the skills to help. To Eleanor, Peterson seemed more capable than his brothers.

Because Peterson was a mystery.

She wanted to know what Peterson was busy with, but he wouldn’t tell her. Instead, he made excuses about running a winery or a bar. Eleanor didn’t press the matter.

When she stopped asking, Peterson closed his magazine, leaned back, and said with a mysterious smile, “Let’s just say, I grew up with grandpa and did as he said.”

The stylist was still working on Eleanor’s hair, so she could only turn slightly to look at Peterson, “Your brothers are all doing their own thing, why do you only listen to Old Man Yates?”

“Only you dare to call him Old Man Yates.”

Peterson joked and then casually added, “You might not know, but our grandpa is known for his strict demeanor. My brothers’ personalities don’t suit working under him.” Bevis was overly decisive and Antoine was too rebellious. Only he, Peterson, was the perfect balance between his two brothers, making him the choice companion for their grandfather.

Peterson was raised under a rigorous regimen. Guns and violence were common, and although he appeared elegant and dignified, there was a cold indifference in his eyes that showed he didn’t value life.

In this regard, Peterson was similar to Yates, but Peterson retained his humanity. He wouldn’t resort to violence unless necessary.

Eleanor didn’t really care about Mr. Peterson’s story, she only cared about one thing – “What did you do when you were with your grandfather?”