Chapter 167: Confronting The Snitch Pamela

“He sounded like he already knew about Xander.” Eleanor’s hands were rooted on her car's steering as she thought to herself. “What does he mean by so far I'm happy then he's happy.” She frowned, shaking her head, as though shaking the thought off. As she drove into her house, she saw Harper's car parked outside. She lifted her hands and checked her watch. “9.AM." She muttered. “Xander must be in school by now." “Hey Eleanor, where have you been?” Harper asked immediately. Eleanor entered the house. She was sitting on the couch watching a movie. “Through and For,” Eleanor answered. Heaving herself on the seat opposite Harper. “Judging the sons of men." “Like the devil, I see.” Harper chuckled. She picked up two popcorns that were lying on the adjourning sofa and threw one at Eleanor. “I was going to give them to Xander this morning." She said. “And why did you not give them to him? Eleanor asked. Looking over the popcorn. “I am the first one, and it tasted nice. I told him