Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 24: The Price of Defying Your Boss

Chapter 24: Chapter 24: The Price of Defying Your Boss
Eleanor Valerius had no idea that Sebastian Ford was coming.
She used Wayne Wainwright’s identity to intimidate the bar manager.
"Manager, you think us women are easy to bully, just handing us over to Young Master Drake to vent his anger. Fortunately, President Wainwright knows my situation and said he would ask the bar’s big boss about it, so the decision isn’t yours anymore."
The manager panicked upon hearing that the boss would be alerted.
Eleanor observed his reaction and continued to lean on her borrowed power.
"Will you apologize and make assurances, or should I have the boss handle this personally?"
With this kind of scare tactic, negotiations were bound to go smoothly.
However, Wayne Wainwright suddenly appeared.
"Wait a moment, the big boss of the bar will be here shortly."
Eleanor was taken aback.
A moment later, she saw Sebastian Ford with his long strides coming towards them.
"Let me introduce, Master Ford, who just a half-hour ago, fully acquired the entire management rights of Vex Bar."
Eleanor: "..."
Wayne must have tattled.
She was using him, but unexpectedly he turned the tables on her.
No wonder he’s such a good friend of Sebastian Ford, they’re all freaks!
Sebastian sat down, clearly in a bad mood.
He eyed Eleanor and asked coldly, "Didn’t you want to negotiate with me? Go ahead."
"Since Master Ford is the boss, I trust you’ll make the right decision."
Standing in front of him, Eleanor earnestly complained, "The manager bullies the weak and is hard on the employees, Master Ford should stand up for us."
"What to do, I like bullying the weak too."
Sebastian wanted Eleanor to show a submissive attitude.
But she seemed quite rebellious.
Eleanor realized she was in a dangerous situation now.
The next moment, recalling that it was the gloating Wayne who got her into this mess, she suddenly walked over with a drink to Wayne, smiled, and said, "President Wainwright, Master Ford is being unreasonable. I think you are more understanding, will you continue to help me?"
Wayne was flattered, and just as he took the drink, he was pierced by a sharp gaze.
"We have a connection too, since you’re a frequent patron here asking for my performances."
Eleanor was doing it on purpose.
"You’re Gigi?"
Wayne realized and smiled bitterly.
Who would have thought Gigi was actually the third young lady of the Valerius Family, and such an interesting beauty was snatched away by Master Ford.
Suddenly, Sebastian’s displeased eyes squinted at Eleanor.
"President Wainwright said he’d help me. If Master Ford doesn’t agree, then you and President Wainwright don’t really have a connection."
Eleanor maliciously dragged Wayne in, with a sarcastic tone, "Seems I trusted the wrong person, only to be let down."
Wayne: "..."
This woman has such a vicious method, using him as a scapegoat and stirring up trouble!
Wait a second.
Wayne suddenly felt he might be part of their role-play?
Sebastian was visibly angry.
But he astutely noticed that although Eleanor was smiling, she seemed angry.
Angry about what?
When her sister humiliated her last night, upset that he didn’t speak up for her?
Knowing Eleanor’s character, she surely wouldn’t be naively expecting him to protect her, right?
Besides, his non-protection actually put her in a better position.
Is she throwing a tantrum waiting for him?
"Alright, I’ll give President Wainwright face."
Sebastian chose based on his mood, not right or wrong.
Thus, the manager was dealt with, and Flora Vaughn’s job was saved.
"Thank you, Master Ford."
After speaking, Eleanor wanted to leave.
"Master Ford’s matter is settled, now Mr. Ford wants to question you."
Sebastian lazily squinted and asked, "Assistant Valerius, did you take leave today just to deal with this? I thought you were quite dissatisfied with me making you... work overtime last night."
Oh, playing role-play, huh.
Wayne, sipping his drink, widened his eyes to see the drama unfold.
"No dissatisfaction, Mr. Ford’s arrangements are always the best."
Eleanor pretended to smile as she replied, "Since Mr. Ford is here, just as well, I’ll take another day off tomorrow to pick out wedding dresses with my fiancé. I got delayed by Mr. Ford yesterday, surely you’d agree, otherwise, I’d think Mr. Ford is jealous."
Still trying to provoke?
"I agree."
Sebastian’s smile looked quite genuine.
"Master Ford, I’ll be going first, you and President Wainwright take your time drinking."
Eleanor switched her identity and ended everything with him.
Watching her angrily leave, Sebastian poured a glass of wine.
"Tsk, Master Ford, your lady sure has some fire in her!"
Wayne couldn’t help but admire.
Only to be stared down by Sebastian’s menacing gaze, making his spine chill.
This Master Ford... why so protective?
"She’s angry, why doesn’t Master Ford coax her?"
Wayne curiously probed, "If it’s true feelings, better grab hold of her, she’s beautiful and it’d be easy for her to run off."
"True feelings?"
Sebastian sneered, "Just for fun."
By nature, he had little need for emotions, and would certainly never fall in love with anyone.
For so many years he’d stayed away from women, if not for Eleanor actively teasing him, he wouldn’t have kept her around as a bedmate.
Wayne knew this was his honest truth.
"Who can predict if Master Ford might catch feelings over time?"
"You’re wrong."
Sebastian casually toyed with his glass, saying, "She has a crush on me, trying to seduce me. I set the rules of the game, I’ll play if I’m interested, end it anytime if I’m not. It’s never Eleanor Valerius’s decision."
Those words were a warning of danger to her disobedience.
Wayne merely smiled without comment, he was quite curious if Master Ford would face a slap of truth in the future.
...
The next day.
Eleanor really went with Jenson Lancaster to look at wedding dresses.
Seeing Sharon Sinclair tagging along, it came as no surprise.
Turns out Sharon was still trying to probe if she was the one who secretly took those pictures that night, but ended up so jealous she lost her judgment.
As Eleanor was picking a wedding dress, suddenly her phone rang.
It was a message from Sebastian Ford.
She opened it and saw the seductive photo from the bed, her ears turned crimson as she hid and quickly looked over the phone.
[Within an hour, if I don’t see you at the office, this bed photo will hit the headlines.]
Bastard!
Clearly agreed to her leave request yesterday, yet wouldn’t admit this was revenge out of anger?
Eleanor awkwardly glanced at the photo again.
It showed her expression enjoying beneath him, but didn’t show his face at all.
If exposed, she would be forced to call off the engagement, and he threatened her again!
But if she left now, she’d become suspect.
"Got it picked out?"
Jenson was outside impatiently urging.
At that moment, Eleanor took a deep breath, walked out without replying to Jenson, and dialed Sebastian’s number.
Sebastian graciously picked up quickly.
"Mr. Ford, I’ve mentioned I’ll be looking at wedding dresses today, you already agreed to my leave, why pull me back to the office over work? The company’s yours, not mine, it’s the wedding that matters the most to me now. I don’t want to go back, if you don’t agree, I’ll just quit."
Eleanor deliberately willful and fired up.
Hearing this, Jenson was startled and rushed over to stop her.
"Are you crazy! Wedding dresses can be picked anytime, how can you refuse Master Ford, go apologize at the office now!"
Eleanor used a perfect retreat to advance.
But what she didn’t know.
When Sebastian answered the call, he was in the meeting room.
Though he didn’t put it on speaker, her voice still echoed in the quiet meeting room.
The managers: "..."
What’s this woman daringly yelling at Master Ford?
Scary!
Scariest of all, Master Ford even had a smile.
He’s not angry? The Ford Family is going to change!
...
Within the time limit.
Eleanor rushed back to the Ford Group.
Sebastian was in his office waiting for her.
Her eyes fell on the desk, recalling the hard overtime that night, she averted her gaze, acting different.
"Assistant Valerius."
Sebastian examined her with a half-smile and asked, "Do you know what the punishment is for openly defying your superior?"
He had the bed photo, she couldn’t provoke him.
Eleanor looked at him with grievance, playfully retorted, "How could I dare defy Mr. Ford, clearly it’s you... who defied me."