Chapter 57

"Wait." A crisp, authoritative female voice suddenly cut through the tension at the door. The voice carried a special magic and aura that immediately commanded attention. Everyone turned to see who had spoken, even Nathan. Eleanor walked in unhurriedly, her eyes cold and her expression calm, exuding an air of superiority. "This is my classmate," she declared, glancing at James. Her eyes, filled with determination, mirrored the authority of an empress. Her aura was palpable, a blend of arrogance and unwavering confidence. Nathan appraised Eleanor with a sneer. She was undeniably beautiful, but there was something fierce about her demeanor. "So?" he scoffed. "Give him to me," Eleanor stated plainly, not wasting any words. Nathan was momentarily stunned before bursting into laughter. "Who do you think you are? Why should I listen to you? Don't think I'll go easy on you just because you're a girl. Talk too much, and I'll beat you up too! Get lost while you can!" He raised his voice, signal