Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 48: Her Under-the-Table Seduction Ruins His Blind Date

Chapter 48: Chapter 48: Her Under-the-Table Seduction Ruins His Blind Date
Eleanor Valerius didn’t know what was wrong with her.
When her credit was stolen, she remained calm.
But when Sebastian Ford coldly questioned her, she couldn’t help but feel a sourness in her nose.
"You also deliberately forced me to break off the engagement, and I lied to you just because I wanted to solve the problem."
Sebastian didn’t say a word, looking at her with deep meaning.
Eleanor couldn’t guess what he was thinking, thinking he was very angry.
She suddenly felt very tired, recklessly asking, "If Master Ford feels deceived by me and doesn’t want to continue the decision we made at the hospital to maintain our affair, or even wants to punish me, go ahead.
I lied to you, it’s true. A woman like me, always scheming and using tricks, is indeed not obedient, do as you wish."
Eleanor heard her own voice with a hint of crying.
She immediately turned her face, blinking hard to hold back the tears.
It was the first time Sebastian saw her truly cry.
In the past, her crying was always fake; she didn’t like showing weakness and didn’t want him to see her real grievances.
"Eleanor Valerius, you plotted against me and are the one complaining first."
Sebastian sighed lightly, surprised at his own softness towards her.
He was angry, but not as furious as he had imagined.
"I’m an unforgivable bad woman, what punishment does Master Ford wish to give me?"
Eleanor didn’t explain, and even self-deprecated with a sneering smile.
Caught red-handed, she was already mentally prepared; Sebastian couldn’t be comforted.
However, standing there looking at his unpredictable handsome face, she slowly calmed down, and gently probed, "Master Ford praised me for being smart, can you forgive me once? You know I love you, and my scheming was because I didn’t want to end our affair."
She had no choice.
Only Sebastian in the Ford Family could save her.
"Sincerely?"
Sebastian smiled meaningfully.
It seemed she didn’t need coaxing.
Strong inside, clearly knowing what she wanted and what she had to give in return.
"I thought your attitude just now seemed more like you wanted to end it."
"I don’t want to!"
Could there be a turning point?
Eleanor blinked, moving closer to Sebastian, her small actions grasping his fingers, acting coy, "I’m just scared Master Ford would discard me again, so I had a breakdown. As long as you’re not angry, you can punish me however you like~"
"Punish, huh."
Sebastian lazily let his hand wander to her waist.
Just as Eleanor cooperated,
her sight suddenly caught Sophia Ford passing by the doorway.
In the next instant, she hastily stepped back to avoid suspicion.
Sebastian also composed himself calmly.
"Sebastian, are you socializing here? Why aren’t there other guests?"
Sophia hadn’t noticed the intimate atmosphere between them.
She only felt that this vixen Eleanor was sticking to him with ill intentions.
"No guests."
Sebastian had no intention of explaining much.
But Sophia was still suspicious.
Eleanor, worried about being discovered, deliberately answered with an arrogant expression, "Miss, my event was taken by Julia today. I felt it was unfair, so I want Master Ford to compensate me."
"You ill-mannered thing, what attitude are you using to speak to me?"
Sophia angrily raised her hand to hit.
Eleanor remained still, waiting to be hit.
However, the slap didn’t come.
Sebastian stood up, blocking Sophia’s hand, quietly reminding, "Sister, raising your hand in public damages your status."
"Let go! You’re protecting her?"
"I brought her, even beating a dog requires looking at its owner first."
Sebastian squinted his eyes, his gaze carrying a hint of warning.
Even though she was protected, Eleanor couldn’t feel happy.
Who is his dog!
A sycophant?
Eleanor secretly glared at him coquettishly.
At this moment, Sophia realized, retracting her hand with a smile, "Sebastian, Father asked about your lifelong matters a few days ago. Sister wants to introduce a match for you. The girl comes from a literary family, and Father is pleased too. You must meet her."
Sebastian going on a blind date?!
Eleanor suddenly panicked.
The most important thing was, Sebastian neither agreed nor refused.
In the car returning to the company.
Eleanor couldn’t help but look at him and ask, "Are you really going on a blind date?"
"Can’t I?"
Sebastian replied with a half-smile.
The old master kept pressing him for marriage, he’d gotten used to it.
The Ford Family was all watching to see what kind of woman would appear by his side.
In the past, his second brother would secretly arrange introductions, and now his sister was openly setting him up for blind dates.
Of course, he could refuse, but seeing Eleanor even more nervous made him suddenly change his mind.
"I’m quite interested in a lady from a literary family."
Hearing this, Eleanor’s face changed.
"Is Master Ford doing this to deliberately anger me?"
"Why would I anger you?"
Sebastian didn’t admit it, teasingly said, "Whether we continue our affair or not, I need some time to consider. This doesn’t conflict with me going on a blind date. You have a fiancé, I can have a fiancée, making the affair more thrilling."
"No way, I can’t accept it, I’ll be jealous!"
Eleanor was genuinely anxious.
After that punishment, Sebastian hadn’t touched her again.
They were just arguing moments ago.
She couldn’t guess Sebastian’s real intentions.
Now he was going on a blind date, it filled her with a sense of crisis.
"I’m also jealous, but you aren’t willing to break off your engagement."
Sebastian’s seemingly indifferent attitude actually hid a hint of a smile.
Then, Eleanor pretended to throw a tantrum, demanding, "If Master Ford must go on a blind date, then take me with you. I want to go too!"
...
The blind date dinner was arranged at the Riverview Restaurant.
Sebastian left the office, discarding his tie, looking languidly relaxed in a black suit and shirt.
Tonight’s blind date, Cindy Hale, came from a cultured family, but her full-brand attire appeared more gaudy than elegant.
At the table, there also sat Eleanor and Julia, looking at each other with mutual disdain.
"Why are you here for my uncle’s blind date?"
"Then why are you here as well?"
Eleanor refused to show weakness, secretly watching Cindy Hale beside her.
She wasn’t truly jealous.
She was just worried that the influential connection she finally grasped might slip away.
"In the office, I’m an assistant. After hours, I’m still a junior to Master Ford. For something as important as him going on a blind date, if you can come, so can I. Naturally, I want to see if Miss Hale will become my future aunt."
Watching Eleanor guard her interest so protectively,
Sebastian restrained the smile in his eyes, sipping his wine while initiating conversation with Cindy Hale.
Cindy felt a bit nervous.
The man opposite was none other than Aethelgard’s renowned Third Master Ford, with an alluringly captivating face.
If she could marry into the Ford Family, it would truly be an honor for her family.
At this point, Julia, seeing a chance, enthusiastically played matchmaker.
"Uncle loves collecting antiques, and Cindy Hale also enjoys poetry and ancient paintings. You two surely have a lot in common."
Eleanor smiled insincerely.
This Miss Hale looked gentle and quiet, unsuitable for him.
He’s so vigorous in bed, how could she handle it?
Suddenly, certain explicit images flashed through her mind.
Wait!
What was she thinking!
Eleanor’s ears turned suspiciously red.
Glancing, Sebastian caught her bashful expression and deliberately showed immense interest in Cindy Hale.
Could Sebastian really be interested in her?!
Eleanor’s heart was in a panic, filled with urgency.
She went all out, slipped off her high heels under the table,
accidentally brushing against him as she cautiously explored, suddenly stepping on him somewhere...
Sebastian’s breath escaped with a low gasp, looking at the outwardly calm Eleanor, a dangerous desire suffused in his eyes.