Chapter 97

Eleanor picked up the call without checking the caller ID. From the phone, a remarkably pleasant male voice emerged, reminiscent of an alluringly deep baritone. “Eleanor, it’s me.” Eleanor seemed lost for a moment. “It’s your uncle,” the voice added, tinged with a faint smile. It was Ronald. Considering Ronald was only twenty-four, just a few years older than herself, the term “Uncle” stuck in Eleanor's throat, almost impossible to utter. “Uncle..." After a moment of hesitation, she finally managed to call out. Ronald seemed pleased. In a place unseen by Eleanor, his eyes glowed with a profound smile, “Come out, please. I am waiting for you at the University entrance gate." Eleanor was taken aback, not expecting Ronald to be nearby. “I’ve checked your class schedule. You should be free now. Come on, I'm waiting for you," Ronald said softly. Eleanor thought it was about time she met this “Uncle” of hers. He really ought to explain the concert ticket matter. And so, she agreed to meet hi