Lady Eleanor, observing from her seat, felt a sharp pang of jealousy as she saw Lady Charlotte and Lady Maris join Seiji at the table. Her heart tightened as she watched the interactions unfold. Despite her composed exterior, her mind was a tempest of emotion. Eleanor had never experienced such intense feelings of envy before, even when her husband entertained other women in her presence. But seeing Seiji surrounded by other women, particularly those who seemed so captivated by him, stirred a new level of possessiveness within her.
She knew well enough the allure Seiji possessed—his charm was undeniable, and his striking appearance made him the center of attention. Lady Charlotte, young and unmarried, was expected to be drawn to him. But Lady Maris's presence was an unexpected complication. Eleanor had always respected Maris, recognizing her as a dignified and intelligent woman, yet here she was, seemingly as enthralled by Seiji as any young debutante.