Ellinor smirked. She unabashedly gobbled up the meat heâd cut for her and mumbled, âYou knew I didnât wanna talk to you, yet you insisted on coming over?â
Bartlett slid a freshly cut piece of beef towards her, âThatâs exactly why Iâm gonna try my best to make you wanna talk to me in the future.â
Ellinor wasnât used to being fed, so she used a fork to pick up the meat before putting it in her mouth.
Without batting an eye at her defiance, Bartlett asked with a smile, âWant to know whatâs going on with the Blanchet family now?â
Ellinor paused, not saying a word.
She tried her best to avoid using her electronics all day. She didnât contact Chase or Ida, fearing Theoâs people would track her down via satellite.
Even though she wasnât aware of what was happening with the Blanchet family, she had her suspicions.
The Blanchets were probably searching high and low for her; after all, she was carrying Theoâs baby.
They wouldnât let his child be left out in the cold.
Not wanting to bring up the Blanchet family, Ellinor changed the subject. âThe grilled meat here is really good. Where did you get it? Send me the address later!
Bartlett arched an eyebrow, âIf I gave you the address, would you actually go there? Werenât you planning on laying low and then skipping the country?â
Ellinor casually replied, âOh right, I almost forgot!â
Bartlett clicked his tongue, âThought you were having second thoughts and wanting to go back.â
Once Ellinor decided to leave, she wouldnât go back. There was nothing to regret.
âEnough about me. Bartlett, can I interview you?â
A glint of amusement flashed in Bartlettâs eyes. âInterview me? Sure, what do you want to ask?â
Ellinor looked around the two-bedroom apartment. âYou said this was where you grew up, but isnât the Rex family a big clan? Why were you living in such a basic place?â
Bartlett paused slightly, though his hands didnât stop. âDidnât Theo tell you? Iâm not the Rex familyâs biological son.â
Ellinor was taken aback. âHe didnât tell me! Whatâs the deal? Were you adopted by the Rex family?â
Bartlett chuckled. âYou could say that. The Rex family elders are my adoptive parents. They had a son, but he died young.
Due to some special circumstances, my adoptive father couldnât have children anymore, so they chose an heir from their relativesâ children.
I was originally the child of a distant relative of the Rex family. My parents died, and as an orphan, I was chosen to be sent to the Rex family and raised as an heir.
And this house was my biological parentsâ home.â
So that was what happened.
Ellinor looked at Bartlett, feeling a sense of kinship.
Being chosen as an heir by wealthy relatives may seem lucky, but he probably couldnât do whatever he wanted like those rich kids.
Both of them were raised in other peopleâs homes, and they both felt out of place.
Ellinor asked again, âSo how old were you when the Rex family took you in?â
Bartlett replied, âI was about seven or eight, so I remember a lot about my biological parents.â