Chapter 695

Eleanor cast a brief glance at Simon. In that fleeting moment, the man seemed to understand everything she left unsaid. His lips pressed into a thin line before he gave a solemn nod. It was silent permission. Permission for her to reveal the truth. Eleanor turned back to Grandpa Whales. Drawing in a slow, steady breath, she said softly, “Alright, Grandpa… I’ll tell you everything.” Susan’s story might have belonged to the past— Yet every detail remained painfully vivid, as though it had only happened yesterday. Each memory was carved deep, impossible to erase. Carefully choosing her words, Eleanor began to recount it all. She softened what she could, but the truth still bled through. She spoke of the hardships Susan had endured within the Whales family… Of the quiet humiliations and calculated cruelty she suffered in the entertainment industry… And finally— Of that heart-wrenching farewell on the distant island. As her voice fell, word by word, the room grew unbearably still. Grandpa W