"Eloise, are you in a hurry for something?"
"No... not at all."
Arabella Donovan looked at her with pleading eyes. "Then can we go back a little later?"
"Of course. I was just worried you'd be bored."
"I'm not bored at all! The little desserts here are delicious." As if to prove her point, Arabella Donovan lowered her head and took a bite of another small cake.
Eloise Donovan: "..."
While eating, Arabella Donovan was busy plotting in her head.
'I don't know what the Lynch family is planning, but since they've seen my sister today, I can't believe they wouldn't think about getting a DNA test. I have to stall for time and create an opportunity for them to get what they need.'
Startled by Arabella Donovan's earlier outburst, Eloise Donovan, who had thought she'd missed something important, discreetly breathed a sigh of relief. For a moment, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
