Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 50: Possessive Exclusivity

Chapter 50: Chapter 50: Possessive Exclusivity
The temperature in the room kept rising higher and higher.
Eleanor Valerius was truly drunk.
Very bold, and very charming.
Sebastian Ford kept his eyes narrowed, watching the expression on her face.
Be it restraint or delight.
Just like on the night of the yacht party, she was so wonderful that she made him break his vows and become addicted.
"Behave a little... "
Unexpectedly, Eleanor Valerius looked down at him with a commanding gaze.
"Okay, I’ll behave."
Sebastian Ford’s laugh was hoarse.
"You are stunningly beautiful."
Sebastian Ford was not stingy with his praise for her.
...
Eleanor Valerius lay in Sebastian Ford’s arms, unable to calm her breathing for a long time.
The hearts in their chests continued to beat in response to each other.
Sebastian Ford leaned against the pillow, his large hand gently stroking her head, with a hint of indulgence.
Eleanor Valerius realized something and whispered softly in his ear, "Master Ford, there’s a curfew at home, I need to go back."
"Are you sober now?"
"I am..."
Not daring to move recklessly in his arms, Eleanor Valerius could only act coy and coax, "Being drunk is exhausting, I won’t drink again, Master Ford, can you take me home?"
The Valerius Family indeed placed many restrictions on her.
If it wasn’t for that, she wouldn’t need his powerful status so much.
But Sebastian Ford was unwilling to go back.
"Eleanor Valerius."
"Mm?"
"You love me so much you can’t bear to part with me, I really can’t end our lover’s game."
Sebastian Ford whispered in her ear, his hoarse voice very tempting.
Eleanor Valerius secretly smiled.
Luckily, coaxing him tonight had good results.
She had won the golden thigh again, so there was no fear in winning it again.
"I seem to still be a bit drunk, can you help me take a bath?"
"Alright, now it’s your turn to behave."
Sebastian Ford got up, holding Eleanor Valerius in his arms.
He closed the glass door.
Until they left the bar.
Sebastian Ford carried her out.
Eleanor Valerius dozed off in his embrace.
She needed the courage that drunkenness brought, even if it was a calculation against him, she had to be sincere to exchange with him.
As they passed by Wayne Wainwright, who was observing the scene, Sebastian Ford protected her, not wanting others to see her.
His possessiveness was gradually sprouting with other elements.
Perhaps he didn’t want her to belong to anyone else; this desire to have her all to himself was growing larger in his heart.
...
The next day was the weekend.
Eleanor Valerius rarely got to sleep in at home, recovering from last night’s exhaustion.
At this time, Regina Jennings directly pushed the door open and entered.
Startled, she sat up quickly, expecting a scolding.
"The socialites of Aethelgard will be coming to invite you, do you know Cindy Hale, the daughter of the Hale Family?"
Hearing the name, Eleanor Valerius blinked and answered, "I met Miss Hale once when she went on a blind date with Master Ford."
Invite her?
It probably wasn’t for anything good.
Still, Sebastian Ford’s blind date was also her "rival" to be handled.
"You should accept the invitation; entering the socialite circle is also a good opportunity."
Regina Jennings nodded in approval.
Upon hearing this, Eleanor Valerius pretended to be unhappy and refused, "Mom, I don’t want to go, last time Miss Hale mocked me for my humble origins. If I attend their party, it will disgrace the Valerius Family. I don’t want to be humiliated by them."
"Even if you don’t want to be, you must endure it."
Regina Jennings took out a card for her, advising, "But don’t disgrace the Valerius Family, mingling with the socialite circle will also be beneficial for you to become Mrs. Lancaster in the future."
With the confidence from having money, Eleanor Valerius was immediately unafraid.
...
The social circle of Aethelgard’s socialites ranked based on family wealth.
It was Eleanor Valerius’s first time being invited to attend.
Besides Cindy Hale, there were a few other daughters of socialites she had seen before, and since they ignored her, she didn’t greet them either.
In the past, their gatherings were usually afternoon teas at hotels, but today it was scheduled at a boutique in a mall.
"Miss Valerius, feel free to look around, see if there’s anything you like."
Cindy Hale smiled gracefully, paying great attention to her image as a prestigious young lady.
"Sure, I also like to shop for bags."
Eleanor Valerius wasn’t lacking in confidence.
Fortunately, she was prepared ahead of time, otherwise, the Valerius Family’s impoverished third miss would have been exposed.
At this point, as she bent over nonchalantly, her collar slightly opened, revealing marks on her chest seen by the socialite daughters nearby.
"Oh my god, this is too outrageous, it’s disgusting."
The exclamation attracted the gaze of everyone toward Eleanor Valerius.
Eleanor Valerius looked down, unconcernedly pulling her collar lower, pointing at the hickeys and asking, "Are you so surprised because you’ve never seen it? I’m not single, it’s normal when things get passionate."
However, the marks left by Sebastian Ford on her were indeed wild.
Each one was his mark.
"Bragging about it, how shameless."
The socialite daughters present prided themselves on being noble, their gaze filled with disdain and disgust toward Eleanor Valerius of the Valerius Family.
Cindy Hale looked with contempt as well, pretending to pick out bags, casually probing her, "Miss Valerius, as Mr. Ford’s assistant, you should be quite familiar with his preferences, right? There’s a rumor that Mr. Ford is aloof to women, is that true?"
"What’s Miss Hale interested to know?"
Eleanor Valerius blinked, playfully stating, "I was telling the truth that day, Master Ford really likes someone unorthodox, you may not be suitable for him."
"I believe Mr. Ford isn’t like that."
Cindy Hale refuted, her unhappy demeanor seen by the other daughters, who thought Eleanor Valerius bullied her.
Thus, they cooperated secretly, sneaking a bracelet into Eleanor Valerius’s bag.
When the store manager was frantically searching, they helped find the evidence, accusing Eleanor Valerius of theft.
"The daughter taught by the Valerius Family is truly without manners."
"The one without manners is someone else."
Eleanor Valerius maintained a calm smile, pointing at the in-store surveillance cameras, then at the evidence saying, "As soon as something was missing, you immediately checked my bag, do you have clairvoyance? Go on, call the police, check the surveillance, check the fingerprints."
"Then call the police!" The socialite daughters spoke in unison, "We’re all witnesses, the item was stolen by you."
"I can prove that Miss Valerius didn’t steal anything."
A gentle voice came through, the approaching man turned out to be Damian Lowell.
"It’s Lawyer Lowell from Aldoria, representing the Sinclair Family!"
The other socialite daughters recognized him, giggling with shy delight.
Only Eleanor Valerius remained wary, keeping her distance.
He was the romantic rival Sebastian Ford cared most about.
"Eleanor Valerius."
But as fate would have it, they were destined to meet on a narrow road.
Sebastian Ford’s appearance instantly seized Eleanor Valerius’s gaze.
"It’s Master Ford!"
The socialite daughters were on the verge of crazy screams.
The tenderness from last night stirred faint ripples of emotion in her heart.
Eleanor Valerius instinctively walked toward him.
Unexpectedly, Cindy Hale rushed past her from behind, running faster than her, quickly occupying the spot beside Sebastian Ford that should have belonged to her.
Suddenly, Eleanor Valerius’s eyes narrowed displeasingly, her chest ached with anger.
She was shocked to realize she actually felt possessive towards Sebastian Ford!