Inside a speeding Maserati, Eleanor was seated in the back.

She poured herself a glass of red wine, which she chugged down. Her beautiful face was now tainted with anger and bitterness.

"Those damn Dawson siblings!" Eleanor fumed. "Kicking us out? I'll make them pay for this!"

"Eleanor, take it easy. Dealing with the Dawson family won't be a cakewalk. Let's not make this worse," Ezra advised.

"Hmph! We're part of Oakvale's eight great families and a force to be reckoned with! We shouldn't fear them," Eleanor argued.

"It's not that I fear them; it's just unnecessary to stir up trouble." Ezra shook his head.

If the strengths of the Welch and Swanson families combined, it would give them an edge over the Dawsons. But if they faced the Dawsons head-on, it would only result in mutual damage.

"I still think it's necessary!" Eleanor responded with determination in her eyes.

"In a competition of willpower, we should stand our ground. With Rejuvenaid at our disposal, we can use this o