Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 110: Master Ford Got Drunk and Clung to Her Until She Cried for Help

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Master Ford Got Drunk and Clung to Her Until She Cried for Help
Eleanor Valerius was scared by her own bold ideas!
Heart stirred?
Was she moved by Sebastian Ford?
Is she crazy!
She can’t like him, no matter who she likes...
But, it seems that Sebastian Ford is the only light in her dark world.
"Why aren’t you responding to me?"
Julia Ford couldn’t mock her enough; she just hated Eleanor Valerius’s bright and competitive demeanor.
"You still haven’t admitted your mistake, still don’t know how to reflect..."
At this moment, Eleanor Valerius suddenly covered her face in shock.
She attempted to hide the rebellious feelings in her on her face and in her eyes towards Sebastian Ford.
In the next instant, she rushed away, hiding.
Julia Ford only saw her back, mistakenly thinking she cried terribly out of humiliation.
Afterward, she felt very satisfied and even spread false rumors that Eleanor Valerius had cried painfully after being reprimanded by her uncle.
The Ford Family holds no sympathy for anyone from the Valerius Family.
During the tea meeting.
Sebastian Ford furrowed his brow subtly, somewhat concerned about Eleanor Valerius, yet had no time to see her.
At this moment, he was discussing cooperation matters between the Sinclair and Ford Families with Jasper Sinclair.
He knew his elder sister and second brother were eyeing eagerly, yet he was still distracted.
At this point, Damian Lowell was also worried about Eleanor Valerius’s situation.
However, today was rare chance to gain insights into the Ford Family’s internals.
For the Lowell Family’s revenge, he again made a choice.
...
After the private banquet hosted by the Ford Family for the Sinclair Family concluded.
Eleanor Valerius was called by Regina Jennings to accompany the Ford Family to send off the guests.
During her absence, she wasn’t in a mood to cry, but was doing her own psychological counseling.
However, when her gaze landed on Sebastian Ford’s tall figure, her heart trembled slightly, holding her breath, eventually averting her gaze.
Regina Jennings caught her movements, reminded and instructed: "Eleanor, Mom taught you not to be so thin-skinned. Just now Sebastian was angry and spoke harshly, but you shouldn’t deliberately keep your distance because of it.
Remember, you’re still Sebastian’s personal assistant, perform well at work, don’t miss opportunities."
"Yes, I’ve got it."
Eleanor Valerius lowered her eyes, quietly hiding her emotions.
As Jasper Sinclair and Damian Lowell left the Ford Family’s old residence.
Sebastian Ford still needed to attend a family meeting; he couldn’t make time for her.
At this moment, his sideways glance happened to catch Eleanor Valerius leaving with Regina Jennings.
He couldn’t arrange to keep her, feeling inexplicably irritated.
In truth, Eleanor Valerius was aware of Sebastian Ford’s intense gaze.
But she deliberately pretended not to notice, not turning back nor responding to him.
She wanted to distance herself from Sebastian Ford, wanted her heart to calm down.
...
Nighttime.
After showering, Eleanor Valerius received a call from Sebastian Ford.
"Can we video chat?"
"Sure."
Eleanor Valerius couldn’t lie to him.
Soon, Sebastian Ford hung up the call and started a video call instead.
He was always so assertive.
At this moment, Eleanor Valerius took a deep breath, concealed her abnormality, and answered the video call.
Upon seeing Sebastian Ford sitting behind the desk in the study, still well-dressed in a suit.
"Are you still busy?"
Eleanor Valerius proactively asked, hoping to avoid him noticing her evasion.
"Hmm, got some files to handle."
Sebastian Ford lazily narrowed his eyes, his deep gaze scrutinizing her soft appearance post-bath.
He lightly pursed his thin lips, seemingly deliberating, spoke: "Today at the old residence..."
Actually, Sebastian Ford isn’t the type who likes to explain.
But he couldn’t help but care, Julia Ford’s words about her crying miserably.
"Thanks for today."
Eleanor Valerius was already prepared for him to bring it up, so she smiled and said: "I know you were protecting me, luckily you reacted quickly, or I really had to dance publicly; my heel still hurts."
Seeing her smile, she didn’t look like she cried.
"Little fox indeed has a connection with me."
Sebastian Ford didn’t want to seem excessively caring about her.
Even though, during his earlier chaotic thoughts, he considered going directly to the Valerius Family to comfort her.
"Of course, Master Ford loves me the most."
Eleanor Valerius joked with him, hiding beyond the camera, her fingers anxiety griping the sheet.
Suspected heart palpitations were terrifying!
...
At the company.
The interaction between Eleanor Valerius and Sebastian Ford didn’t show any abnormality.
The previous ambiguity, under the sudden awakening of their different realizations, triggered a subtle sense of estrangement.
Sometimes the more one wants to control one’s heart, the more counterproductive it becomes.
"Assistant Valerius, do you know how to drive?"
As Eleanor Valerius held coffee, she was suddenly asked by Sebastian Ford.
"What type of... driving?"
For some reason, all the driving thoughts that came to her mind were improper.
Sebastian Ford couldn’t help but chuckle.
"What are you thinking? What other kind of driving could it be?"
Suddenly, Eleanor Valerius’s guilty expression turned awkward.
She was never so indecent before!
She must have picked up some bad habits from Sebastian Ford!
Sebastian Ford lazily crossed his fingers, rested them on his chin, squinting at her teasingly: "Turns out my Assistant Valerius isn’t focused during work hours, is it your greed too strong, or is my allure as a lover too intense for you?"
"The latter!"
"Hmm, indeed, it’s your greed that’s strong."
"..."
Eleanor Valerius glared at him angrily but dared not speak.
Afterward, Sebastian Ford said to her: "Take some time to learn driving, this way Assistant Valerius’s scope of use will be broader. In the future, no matter what kind of car I ask you to drive, you’ll be able to."
This sentence certainly carries ambiguity!
"But..."
Eleanor Valerius was hesitant.
Sebastian Ford knew her well.
"The driving license fee goes on the company’s account."
"I’ll sign up immediately!"
...
In these few days, Sebastian Ford personally handled the cooperation with the Sinclair Family, attending many social dinners.
He drank a lot at noon and was drinking again in the evening, even slightly drunk.
So, when Eleanor Valerius returned to the Valerius Family she received his call.
"Assistant Valerius, come pick me up."
"I haven’t obtained my driver’s license yet."
"The main point is you come."
Sebastian Ford’s voice was husky and enticing.
When Eleanor Valerius rushed to the hotel, she was directly embraced by the slightly drunk and wantonly behave Sebastian Ford.
Her ears felt his scorching breath, heavy with alcohol.
"Did you drink too much?"
Eleanor Valerius embraced his waist, her petite body almost unable to sustain his overwhelming weight.
"Hmm, tonight you can do whatever you want with me."
Sebastian Ford was unwilling to go back.
Eleanor Valerius knew what he was thinking, so she supported him in taking the elevator to the hotel’s top-floor presidential suite.
The ambiguous scene was keenly spotted by a hotel staff.
He snapped a photo and could clearly see Third Master Ford, immediately contacting Second Master Ford, ing that Third Master Ford’s woman appeared!
But Byron Ford was too drunk and didn’t see the message.
Walking into the hotel suite.
Sebastian Ford buried his head in Eleanor Valerius’s neck, biting and kissing.
"Let’s shower first."
Eleanor Valerius served throughout, never having seen him so clingy.
After the shower, Sebastian Ford came out and embraced her, unable to resist clinging to her.
"How come you’re acting shyly and politely with me tonight?"
Eleanor Valerius couldn’t withstand his aggressive advances, retreating back repeatedly until he pinned her down.
He teased her, enticed her.
Until Eleanor Valerius was teased to the point of wanting to call for help!
"Don’t... don’t do this anymore..."