Chapter 512 The Mask Drops: A Face from the Past

"I wanna see too!"

"Let’s try to squeeze in later... If we can reach the front, we’ll get a good look at that gorgeous guy!"

"Ugh, he’s so flawless in person. How is he even real?"

"Green Williams is a walking masterpiece!"

...

Eleanor didn’t linger to hear more. Her face remained unreadable as she stepped out of the restroom.

At the sink, she washed her hands with slow, meticulous precision. The crowd gradually thinned, the shrieks and giggles fading as girls rushed out, desperate to glimpse the superstar.

Only Eleanor remained, the quiet humming of the faucet the only sound surrounding her.

She turned off the tap, wiped her hands, and began to head out—

Suddenly—

Footsteps echoed behind her. She turned—and nearly collided with a figure entering the restroom.

Her instincts kicked in just in time. She stopped short, breath catching in her throat.

The distance between them was almost nothing.

A man.