Chapter 1165

• There was nothing else that Eleanor was good at, but her selfishness was really irritating.
• Early in the morning, it began to drizzle, causing the entire city to be surrounded in the drizzling rain and white fog. And the high—rise buildings became looming in the mist.
• Phoebe was wearing a rather classic and conservative skirt with black—and—grey plaids. Her long hair was tied behind her head and she was a little worried revealed from her fair white face.