Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 35: Tearing the Wedding Dress, He Wants to Inspect Her

Chapter 35: Chapter 35: Tearing the Wedding Dress, He Wants to Inspect Her
Seeing the photo, Eleanor Valerius was also panicked.
This scandal was actually aimed at her; it was obvious that it was Sharon Sinclair.
Sebastian Ford let out a cold laugh and put down his coffee.
He lazily rested his forehead on his hand, fingers tapping lightly on the tabletop, spreading an aura of dangerous anger.
"Explain."
Who will explain?
Mason Monroe dared not look at Miss Valerius.
Upon hearing this, Eleanor Valerius blinked, knowing Sebastian was deliberately making a fuss. Getting close to him was always the right move.
"Is the coffee not good?"
She took a sip and fed it to him.
Sebastian suddenly bit her, causing her to whimper in pain.
Considering what might follow, Mason Monroe wisely chose to slip away.
"It hurts; I won’t feed you anymore."
Eleanor Valerius playfully glared at him, and when she caught the smile at the corner of Sebastian’s mouth, she took the opportunity to say, "I’ve upset Mr. Ford; it’s my fault. Let me treat you to dinner."
She was well aware that Sharon Sinclair was trying to use her scandal in front of the Lancaster Family.
"You’re treating me to dinner, under what identity?"
Sebastian Ford couldn’t possibly miss her little schemes.
"Lancaster Family’s fiancée."
Eleanor Valerius was prepared for this; upon saying these words, Sebastian Ford punished her fiercely.
...
Ford Group issued a notice: prohibiting office romances.
Mason Monroe deleted the scandalous photos, publicly clarified, and promised to lead by example in abiding by company rules.
Seeing the follow-up, Eleanor Valerius found it quite reasonable.
After all, she and Sebastian Ford were not in a love affair but a scandalous liaison.
Afternoon.
Upon hearing from Eleanor Valerius that Master Ford could be invited for a meal, the Lancaster Family immediately reserved the most luxurious restaurant.
Originally, Sharon Sinclair wanted to fabricate slander against Eleanor Valerius in front of Jenson Lancaster.
However, due to Master Ford’s grace, the Lancaster Family greatly valued the invitation.
When Eleanor Valerius and Sebastian Ford arrived together.
The Lancaster Family wasn’t suspicious and treated them with courtesy, except for Sharon Sinclair, whose face turned ugly with anger.
When seating, Eleanor Valerius pretended to sit next to Jenson Lancaster.
Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster smiled and reminded, "Eleanor, sit next to Master Ford, serve him some dishes, we don’t know his preferences."
"Ha, the Lancaster Family indeed knows how to entertain."
Sebastian Ford lazily squinted, naturally not missing the chance to bully her under the table.
No matter how he misbehaved, Eleanor Valerius managed to maintain her smile.
During the conversation, Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster repeatedly brought up the idea of collaborating with the Ford Family.
Sebastian Ford remained aloof, drinking while eating the dishes she served him.
"Master Ford, Eleanor and I will drink a toast to thank you."
Jenson Lancaster suddenly stood up and approached, startling Eleanor Valerius to hurriedly withdraw her hand from Sebastian Ford’s touch.
"Oh? Thank me for what?"
Sebastian Ford’s eyes narrowed with a semblance of amusement.
"Thank you for taking care of Eleanor at the company."
At this time, Jenson Lancaster seemed like an old hand, using Eleanor Valerius’s relationship to ingratiate: "When we get married, you will be my uncle, and inevitably, the Ford and Lancaster Families will have opportunities for collaboration."
"Yes, indeed, in due time."
Sebastian Ford’s smile was inscrutable; he drank the wine Eleanor Valerius handed over.
"No rush, no rush."
Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster echoed, cautiously avoiding clear favoritism, tried to make conversation: "With a distinguished person like Master Ford, how come there’s no woman by your side? If you were to marry, it would undoubtedly be the grandest wedding in Aethelgard."
"Master Ford surely has a woman; I’ve seen her."
Jenson Lancaster still remembered those snow-white legs.
Eleanor Valerius was nervous, her gaze flickering slightly as she took a deep breath, terrified that Sebastian Ford would deliberately expose her.
"I also want to marry, but I’m not as fortunate as Young Master Lancaster to marry such a beautiful woman like my niece."
Sebastian Ford’s gaze, looking over, was dangerous.
With everyone watching, Eleanor Valerius’s heart raced uncontrollably, her smile becoming somewhat unnatural.
The Lancaster Family cooperated to treat Eleanor Valerius well, while Sharon Sinclair couldn’t hold back her jealousy, intentionally making backhanded remarks, "Eleanor has always been beautiful from a young age; lots of men like her. She was the school idol."
She started smearing, spinning dirty rumors.
"Then it’s reasonable that you’re not liked because of your plain looks."
Sebastian Ford could give a sharp tongued critique.
As a result, Sharon Sinclair, unwilling to give up, continued to reveal: "Eleanor and I were good friends from the same school; I witnessed her receive countless love letters. She even has cherished tokens of love..."
"Sharon Sinclair!"
Eleanor Valerius suddenly interrupted her.
Realizing her lost composure, she tried to obscure, "The gifts I cherish were all from Jenson; you remember, right?"
"Of course I remember; before the engagement, I had already known Eleanor."
Jenson Lancaster, who didn’t really recall, played along, performing a show of affection.
Eleanor Valerius continued to rub against his long legs under the table, a hint of flatter in her smile.
However, her overly eager and anxious demeanor had already raised suspicion in Sebastian Ford.
He had never considered whether Eleanor Valerius had ever loved Jenson Lancaster.
After all, before his return to the country, he knew little about her affairs.
Even now, having thoroughly understood her body inside and out, deciphering the heart of this little fox was challenging.
During the rest of the meal, Sebastian Ford’s mood was not good.
Sitting beside him, Eleanor Valerius had sensed it; she also knew this was aimed at her.
"Jenson, while Eleanor has the afternoon free, go select the wedding dress."
Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster, seeing Eleanor Valerius’s valuable ties, wished even more to quickly become in-laws with the Ford Family.
"Assistant Valerius."
Sebastian Ford slowly raised his eyes, gazing at her, his laughter riddled with danger: "I’ll give you a half-day leave."
Now that he wasn’t angry, Eleanor Valerius was more worried; he would definitely seek retribution later.
At this moment, Sebastian Ford directly left the restaurant.
Sharon Sinclair had to return to the company for work.
Thus, only Eleanor Valerius and Jenson Lancaster went to the bridal shop.
Jenson Lancaster, bored, sat on the sofa playing with his phone, while Eleanor Valerius listened to the shop assistant introducing wedding dresses, with a faint sense of unease.
"Have you picked one?"
"This one, let me try it."
Eleanor Valerius also wanted to get rid of Jenson Lancaster quickly.
While she was in the dressing room, she didn’t hear Jenson Lancaster suddenly receive a phone call.
"Jenson, the Ford Family manager came to the company; they seemed interested in the collaboration project."
Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster eagerly urged, "Hurry over; if Master Ford gives us the chance, our family will be prosperous!"
Subsequently, Jenson Lancaster didn’t think twice and left Eleanor Valerius, heading straight to the company.
At the same time.
Ford Family’s bodyguards arrived to clear the area.
When Eleanor Valerius emerged wearing a wedding dress, she found the shop deserted.
The place where Jenson Lancaster should have waited was now occupied by Sebastian Ford, sitting on the sofa with an invasive and dangerous presence.
"Master Ford."
Eleanor Valerius held her breath slightly; she knew escaping was impossible.
"Looking pretty, but the chosen wedding dress is ordinary."
Sebastian Ford’s sharp gaze assessed her as he got up and brought back another wedding dress.
"Put it on, let me see."
Eleanor Valerius hugged the wedding dress and didn’t move, thinking of how to appease him.
"Unwilling? Then let me help you."
Clearly in a foul mood, Sebastian Ford, lacking patience even for flirting, directly tore Eleanor Valerius’s wedding dress.
"You hide yourself too deeply; I can’t reach your heart."
The next moment, Sebastian Ford spread the new wedding dress on the ground, pinned her down lying face up, stripped her bare.
Under his fervent gaze, Eleanor Valerius’s body tensed and trembled slightly.
It was cold, fear, but also an overwhelming sense of shame.
"I never loved Jenson Lancaster..."
"The one you love isn’t Jenson Lancaster, so it’s another man."
Sebastian Ford wasn’t easy to fool.
This sentence wasn’t a question but a statement.
"No, I didn’t."
Eleanor Valerius actively showed weakness pitifully to him, explaining, "My first time was with you."
"Your first night was with me."
Sebastian Ford lazily pressed a knee against her, fingers feeling the place where her heart beat, chuckling dangerously: "But I need to find out who you’re hiding in your heart."