Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 100: Jealous Master Ford Is So Fierce

Chapter 100: Chapter 100: Jealous Master Ford Is So Fierce
The long night drags on.
Eleanor Valerius now knows that the consequence of trying to restrain Sebastian Ford is even more terrifying.
She doesn’t remember how many times she shouted love for him in his ear, until their heartbeats finally melded together.
Morning.
A knock on the door woke Sebastian Ford.
Eleanor Valerius still slept in his embrace.
"Miss Valerius, are you awake?"
Damian Lowell’s voice came from outside the door.
Unhappily, Sebastian Ford narrowed his eyes, suddenly rolling over to pin Eleanor down.
Groggily, Eleanor Valerius woke up.
"Mmm... How come even in the morning you’re..."
She was unaware that Damian Lowell was standing outside the door, talking.
Such a soft and gentle voice, hardly audible.
"Miss Valerius?"
Damian Lowell knocked on the door again.
At this moment, Sebastian Ford seemed irritated; he was too aware of Damian Lowell’s feelings towards Eleanor Valerius, which he couldn’t help but envy.
It’s well known that Master Ford has a powerful territorial instinct.
Men understand men, and Damian Lowell’s early morning visit was clearly suspicious.
If he wasn’t here, wouldn’t he witness her cute, just-awake demeanor in the morning?
Fully awake, Eleanor Valerius understood the situation, but she couldn’t speak.
She was uncertain if Damian Lowell, standing outside, heard anything.
The knocking stopped.
However, her phone received a voice message from him.
Sebastian Ford, with his tall frame tightly enveloping her, whispered hoarsely against her ear, "Listen to what he said."
He did it on purpose!
Eleanor Valerius wanted to refuse but gave in.
Her breathing was slightly unstable as she slowly reached for her phone.
Even the simple act of opening the voice message was laborious and affected.
"Miss Valerius, thank you for your hospitality yesterday. I have things to attend to and will leave first. Let’s catch up another time."
Damian Lowell’s gentle voice resonated in the room.
He hadn’t said anything that would embarrass her.
Perhaps he already understood why she hadn’t responded sooner.
"Why aren’t you replying to him?"
"I was just about to..."
Eleanor Valerius hadn’t noticed the danger in Sebastian Ford’s gaze.
Suddenly, Sebastian Ford pinched her cheek, turning her face towards him, and whispered, "When you’re with me, you dare to think about another man? Seems like I need to show you who’s more important."
With that, Sebastian Ford, driven by a dangerous desire to win, captured her lips.
...
Eleanor Valerius awoke again, and it was already noon.
Upon opening her eyes, she saw Sebastian Ford in a bathrobe, sitting on the sofa, handling documents.
Bastard!
"Awake?"
Sebastian Ford looked at her with a cheerful smile.
Eleanor Valerius said nothing, glaring at him in protest and displeasure.
He was so reckless with jealousy this morning!
She wondered if Damian Lowell heard anything he shouldn’t have outside the door.
Though her relationship with Sebastian Ford wasn’t a secret from him, it was mortifying!
"Hmm? Why are you using your eyes to tempt me?"
Sebastian Ford raised his eyebrows, deliberately misinterpreting her intentions.
Eleanor Valerius glared at him even harder.
Sebastian Ford set aside the tablet and walked over to her.
Watching him lean down, Eleanor instinctively tried to hide under the covers.
But she couldn’t escape being cupped and pinched on the face by Sebastian Ford.
"If you’re trying to..."
"No, I don’t want to!"
Eleanor Valerius couldn’t hold back, rebutting with a hoarse voice that sounded quite pitiful.
She realized Sebastian Ford was deliberately trying to tease her.
"Seeing you flush with color, you really are cute."
Sebastian Ford shamelessly nodded in self-approval.
"Hmph."
Eleanor Valerius glanced at the time, puzzled, she asked, "Didn’t you go out this morning? What about the guests invited by the Ford Family? If you don’t attend, won’t they speculate? Mr. Ford really doesn’t consider the impact on the company."
Master Ford, raiding the assistant’s room at night, refusing to leave after taking advantage.
"There was supposed to be socializing in the morning, but since you insisted on having me stay, I could only stick around. The guests from the Ford Family have already left, but my absence might lead to doubt. My reputation and integrity are ruined in the hands of Assistant Valerius."
Sebastian Ford shamelessly passed the buck.
Hearing this, Eleanor Valerius hastily sat up, angrily questioning him, "A CEO bullying his assistant, where’s the justice?"
Sebastian Ford’s mood brightened even more.
"You’re my only important Assistant Valerius. That’s your blessing."
He bent down, wrapped Eleanor Valerius in his arms, and chuckled lowly, "My little assistant, just perfect."
"Still bullying me..."
Eleanor Valerius lacked the strength to escape Sebastian Ford’s embrace, her expression sulking with dissatisfaction like a lover’s pout.
Listening to Sebastian Ford’s soft laughter beside her, she suddenly felt his jealousy was a good thing.
In this transactional relationship, Sebastian Ford’s extreme possessiveness was precisely the advantage she could utilize.
He was addicted to breaking rules, not really a romantic but quite the sensual being.
It’s her who remained clear-headed, thus the one who controlled the rules of the game!
She would never become addicted to the affair between them!
"I want to take a day off today."
How could the identity of Assistant Valerius require overtime day and night? She truly didn’t want to fall behind Master Ford’s pace.
"Don’t want to go back to the company for a reward?"
Sebastian Ford lifted her for a bath.
Upon hearing this, Eleanor Valerius instantly brightened her gaze, eagerly looking at him.
...
By the time the two returned to the company, it was already 3 p.m.
Sebastian Ford had many important papers requiring his signature and handling.
Eleanor Valerius felt both sleepy and weary, yet continued to circle around him with hints.
"Mason, delay the meeting by ten minutes."
Sebastian Ford lazily leaned back against his chair, beckoning Eleanor Valerius with his finger.
Eleanor Valerius blinked and walked up to him, tentatively reaching out her hands for her reward.
"Mr. Ford wouldn’t lie to me, would he?"
"When have I ever lied to you?"
Sebastian Ford wrote her a check, seriously saying, "The check is the company’s reward for your excellent performance, and when the Sinclair Family project is finalized, you will receive even more rewards."
One hundred thousand dollars in bonuses affirmed her work performance.
Eleanor Valerius was especially happy; this money was unlike any other.
"Thank you, Mr. Ford."
Regina Jennings once said her only worth was pleasing men.
A pretty face, a good figure—they’re all capital.
The Valerius Family’s education was warped; she also felt like she was good for nothing, just a beautiful vase.
This was the first time she felt truly praised.
Sebastian Ford directly pulled Eleanor Valerius onto his lap, gazing at her delight, raising an eyebrow as he asked, "You’re so thrilled over this little amount? Planning to buy a bag or clothes? Whatever you want, just ask me."
"It’s different. I’m not asking you to keep me."
Eleanor Valerius knew Sebastian Ford disdained exchanging money for women.
Their transactional game was all about bedroom matters.
"Well, how do you intend to use this money?"
Unconsciously, Sebastian Ford tightened his embrace around Eleanor Valerius and began to find himself increasingly fond of her.
Eleanor Valerius looked at him with sweet and obedient eyes.
"Guess?"
This is the money for my escape plan from you!