Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 20: Master Ford’s Push and Pull

Chapter 20: Chapter 20: Master Ford’s Push and Pull
Eleanor Valerius knelt stiffly before him, her palms sweating.
"Mr. Ford..."
Her eyes timidly pleaded with him.
Sebastian Ford leaned down, with one hand around her neck and the other controlling her wrist.
"Tsk, you’ve been staring at me for so long, you couldn’t resist taking action?"
His husky voice carried danger, probing at her ear.
Eleanor trembled slightly, her face brushed against his knee, leaving her no choice but to look up at him.
"Mr. Ford, I’m an intern and still learning, you have to warn me, in the company you can’t act recklessly."
Not wanting to make a mistake, she was forced to admit her own desire.
"Looks like I shouldn’t have let you leave last night; I didn’t expect you... to be quite impatient."
Sebastian looked at her, wanting her to fully experience it.
Could she accuse him of workplace harassment?
"I was wrong."
Eleanor looked pitiful.
Just then, Sharon Sinclair passed by the conference room door.
"Is Eleanor Valerius inside?"
Upon hearing this, Eleanor’s face immediately turned anxious.
If Sharon came in and saw her kneeling in front of Sebastian, their secret relationship would be exposed.
"You’re not wrong, I’m the one who hasn’t met your needs."
Sebastian sensed her fear and suddenly pulled her into his lap, wanting them to be closer and more intimate.
"Don’t worry, the company is mine; you can be reckless with me however you want."
Eleanor stared in shock, unable to escape his grip.
Just like last time, if Sharon found out, there would be a crisis of breaking the engagement.
But this time it was not revenge, it was flirting.
"Mr. Ford, your lover hasn’t become official yet; I’m not yours now."
"I haven’t accepted your confession in bed either."
Sebastian squinted his eyes, pretending to be humble by retreating as he said, "No matter how much you covet me, I can only give you a small taste as interest."
After sentencing her, he kissed her fiercely.
Eleanor couldn’t help but make a sound.
Separated by a door.
It seemed Sharon heard something and wanted to rush in to check.
But, the security at the door stopped her.
Eleanor was kissed until her mind was addled, but she heard no sound of the door being pushed open.
Sharon probably couldn’t get in.
She was no longer afraid, so she nestled in his arms and responded.
When Sebastian realized this woman was enjoying his kiss, he suddenly didn’t want to give it, and ended it.
Having finally been released, Eleanor was still breathing heavily.
She lightly wiped the lipstick smudged from the kiss, smiling seductively.
"I realize you really like kissing."
"You don’t like it?"
Sebastian wiped the corner of his mouth; it still tasted sweet.
"I do, but you didn’t give more."
Eleanor feigned a coy pout, but in fact, she was eager to escape his embrace.
Through her clothes, his searing body temperature had already heated her whole body.
"Mr. Ford, I’ll go back to work now."
Sebastian didn’t stop her; he needed to calm down a bit too.
As she opened the door, Eleanor cautiously looked around before running to the restroom.
Who would have thought she’d be unlucky enough to run into Sharon there?
"You..."
With just one look, Sharon realized Eleanor was off.
At this moment, Eleanor also knew Sebastian intentionally wanted to expose the existence of her secret lover.
Anyway, Sharon had no evidence; Eleanor simply smiled without explaining.
But Sharon was quite excited.
She guessed right, Eleanor’s illicit lover was in the company!
...
There’s still a meeting in the publicity department.
Someone in the group accidentally damaged the planning document, making them cry from anxiety.
"Hand the item over to Eleanor, when the document has issues, frame her for messing it up."
Sharon contrived the plan.
"Frame Eleanor? Isn’t she related to the Ford Family?"
"The Valerius Family isn’t much of a relation; Miss Ford is the real Ford Family member, and she really dislikes Eleanor. If Eleanor takes the blame and gets kicked out, Miss Ford might be delighted."
Sharon was striking two birds with one stone.
Just waiting for Eleanor to be schemed against, see if she’d go to her lover for help.
Back at the office.
Eleanor had already returned to her usual self.
A colleague handed her the planning document, asking her to with Julia Ford.
At the same spot, she saw Sebastian again, seemingly feeling the lingering warmth of their flirtation.
This important hotel project was in the promotion phase.
The department managers present were actually quite surprised.
Why would Mr. Ford personally attend two meetings for such a small thing?
Julia Ford, serving as honorary team leader, directed Eleanor to present the proposal.
Following that, Eleanor grabbed the USB to connect it to the computer.
But the planning document wouldn’t open, indicating it was corrupted.
Her first reaction was realizing she’d been set up to take the fall.
"What’s going on?"
Julia’s face changed as she rushed over, finding the document wouldn’t open, angrily questioning: "Eleanor, what did you do, breaking the proposal our group worked relentlessly on for weeks!"
Eleanor first apologized: "I’m sorry, it was an accident."
This matter had nothing to do with her; Sebastian would find out easily if he checked.
Suddenly, Sebastian frowned angrily, his voice cold: "The publicity department lost an important proposal, delaying the project’s progress; the person responsible stays, others leave."
The situation seemed dire, and the department managers hurried out.
Julia was scared too: "It was Eleanor’s fault, Uncle... Mr. Ford, it wasn’t my doing."
Sebastian watched Eleanor with a dangerous squint: "Do you have any explanation?"
He would make a big deal out of this, something unexpected for Eleanor.
The truth would come out if investigated; was he intentionally not looking into it?
Eleanor didn’t explain, earnestly said: "Mr. Ford, it was my mistake, I’m willing to bear all consequences."
She wanted to see just how Sebastian intended to punish her.
"You can admit your mistake; I’ll give you another chance."
Sebastian rose to his feet, walking over slowly, whispering: "Eleanor, from today, you’re transferred to the president’s secretary office as an assistant. Perform well, or it’s resignation."
So the secret lover wanted to keep her by his side!
Eleanor felt a bit apprehensive.
But on second thought, she was originally trying to seduce him; this was precisely the opportunity she wanted.
"Mr. Ford, I’ll perform well in the secretary office."
Julia breathed a sigh of relief for not being implicated.
But she found it somewhat odd.
For such anger, was Eleanor being transferred to the secretary office really a punishment?
...
As Eleanor packed her things, punished and transferred to the president’s secretary room.
The publicity department was dumbstruck, including Sharon.
She absolutely couldn’t suspect the identity of Eleanor’s lover.
Meanwhile, the president’s secretary office was equally shocked.
Eleanor, the new assistant, was arranged to sit in an inconspicuous spot.
She was organizing her desk when Mason Monroe approached.
"Mr. Ford wants you to go to his office."
The punishment was here.
Eleanor obediently walked over.
It was her first time in his office, subconsciously admiring it.
"Want me to introduce you?"
Sebastian sat on the sofa, sipping coffee.
"I made a mistake, Mr. Ford can still give me a chance, I’m incredibly grateful."
Predicting his arrangement, Eleanor smiled as she slowly approached him, saying: "I have nothing to offer in return, I can only verbally express my gratitude."
She stood in front of Sebastian, bent down, and initiated a kiss.
But unexpectedly, Sebastian averted his head.
Her lips landed on his Adam’s apple.
However, Sebastian then pulled her into his embrace.
"Master Ford, you’re feigning reluctance."
Sebastian stroked her face, solemnly responded: "Having illicit fun occasionally is fine; doing it daily is uninteresting."
Playing coy, huh.
Eleanor feigned disappointment, blinking her eyes.
"Since you don’t want it, save it for next time."
Fortunately, Sebastian wasn’t a man to indulge, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
This was good, their game didn’t have to be too strenuous.
Those two nights of passion had already worn her out.