Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 54: She Was Soaked, Hidden Away by Him

Chapter 54: Chapter 54: She Was Soaked, Hidden Away by Him
Eleanor Valerius’s breath halted, her eyes trembling with shattered tears.
He doesn’t trust her? Is he really going to kill her?
All those times of passionate intimacy ultimately misled!
Sebastian Ford pointed the gun at her, his footsteps slowly approaching.
"Dare to scheme against me, betray me, won’t end well."
Eleanor froze completely, she didn’t close her eyes, her heart seemed stubbornly trusting him.
The masked man sitting nearby began to laugh softly.
Suddenly, without any warning, Sebastian fired a shot at him.
The masked man was very skilled, dodged the bullet, nearly falling off the railing.
He was very angry that this shot was aimed at him, not at Eleanor.
The next moment, he drew a knife and lunged at Eleanor.
But at this moment, Sebastian quickly approached, abruptly stopping his action.
The sharp tip of the knife, just a few centimeters away from Eleanor’s body, was snatched away.
Eleanor’s eyes widened, nearly suffocating.
Thank goodness he wasn’t really going to kill her!
At this moment, Sebastian put away the gun, holding the masked man’s knife in his right hand, kicked his right knee hard.
The masked man’s right knee had an old injury, immediately causing him to kneel in pain, exclaiming in a somewhat aggrieved tone, "You actually injured me for this woman! She’s just a manipulative and cunning vixen!"
Sebastian ignored him, walking to Eleanor’s side.
"It’s going to hurt a bit, bear with it."
He slowly peeled the tape sealing her mouth.
Eleanor, still shaken with fear, saw the masked man stand up behind him and exclaimed a warning, "He’s coming again!"
"Wayne Wainwright!"
Sebastian had run out of patience.
Then, Wayne Wainwright, who had been enjoying the show, walked over, wrapped an arm around the masked man’s shoulder, tapped the mask, and said, "Kid, you gave yourself away the moment you spoke, your brother recognized you."
"So was my brother intentionally kicking my old injury just now?"
The masked man took off the mask, revealing a rather youthful handsome face.
"Master Ford, he’s your brother?"
Eleanor looked puzzled at the unfamiliar young man.
Where did the Ford Family get such a character? She’s never seen him before.
"Hmm, picked him up."
Sebastian’s large hand gently patted Eleanor’s head, whispering in her ear, "Don’t move, I’ll untie the rope for you."
Eleanor felt a lingering fear, indeed obediently lying in his arms.
"He’s called Nathan Kendrick, just turned eighteen." Wayne introduced.
"You’re my brother’s niece, in terms of seniority, you should call me uncle."
Nathan, with dyed white hair, smiled with two protruding canine teeth.
Hearing this, Sebastian sent a sharp glance over.
Nathan instinctively hid behind Wayne, still daring to ask, "Brother, why are you so good to this woman? She’s just a little pretty, you’ve seen big scenes, how could you be infatuated by her?
I heard about your encounter in Emberfall, I specially came back to protect you, yet you hurt my old injury for this woman, she’s a disaster!"
Sebastian continued to ignore him.
After loosening the rope, he supported Eleanor down the steps.
Maybe she was terribly frightened, her legs were a bit weak, she fell into Sebastian’s arms, and he carried her down.
"Haha, actually scared to the point of weak legs, really useless."
Nathan mercilessly mocked.
Definitely an easily embarrassed young virgin.
Wayne clicked his tongue and shook his head.
"Bullying women, what kind of skill is that!"
Now that Eleanor was backed by Sebastian, she angrily retorted, "You kidnapped me, threatened me with disfigurement, even tried to kill me! Master Ford, I never intended to betray you, it was he who framed and slandered me!"
She was indeed fearful that Sebastian might want to kill her.
Of course, she had to explain and prove, also acting cute to seek his comfort.
"Hmm, tonight you’re coming home with me."
Sebastian directly carried Eleanor down the stairs.
"Brother, why do you want to bring her home? You have a cleanliness obsession, did you forget?"
Behind them, Nathan was anxious.
"Wayne, can’t you see that woman is so fake? My brother doesn’t need a woman to warm his bed, what’s he bringing her home for?"
"There are plenty of things he can do."
Wayne chuckled, patting his shoulder, saying, "It’s you who can’t see, that a woman who flaunts her pet status is due to your brother’s indulgence?"
When it was found out Eleanor was kidnapped and in danger.
Wayne had never seen Sebastian so anxious.
The woman climbing into his bed was also slowly climbing into his heart.
Dangerous relationship, dangerous game.
The unknown loss of control in one’s heart is the most intriguing.
On the same night.
Byron Ford’s appointed paparazzi said they found Master Ford’s mysterious woman.
The result was an operation fierce as a tiger, only finding Cindy Hale as the blind date.
Furious to the point Byron downed several bottles of alcohol.
The paparazzi called again.
"Second Master, that previous woman doesn’t count, I’ve really captured now, Third Master Ford bringing a woman home in a car."
Also sent over a blurry photo.
Byron recognized, it was indeed Sebastian’s handsome face, but he couldn’t see the woman in his arms clearly.
"Alright, I’m going to catch them now!"
...
After getting off.
Sebastian holding Eleanor directly went upstairs.
Nathan didn’t even think before following.
Wayne quickly grabbed him to stop.
"If you don’t want Master Ford to kick you again, just have a drink with me here."
Second floor, master bedroom bathroom.
Sebastian let Eleanor sit by the bathtub, squatted down in front of her, examining her wrist and ankle abrasions under the light.
"Next time there’s danger, protect yourself first, don’t get hurt."
"With you here, I won’t be in danger."
Eleanor weakly smiled at him.
"Sweet talking now?"
Sebastian looked up at her, slightly squinting his eyes, asking, "Weren’t you just scared I would shoot you? Holding back from escaping my side wasn’t easy, right."
Sure enough, discovered.
"I wasn’t afraid of you, I was worried about you."
Eleanor pouted, pitifully acting cute, "Master, I want to stay overnight here tonight, you need to help me ask for leave."
"Hmm, I’ll have Mason Monroe arrange it."
Sebastian turned the hot water on in the bathtub, standing up saying, "I’ll go get the medicine box."
Just then.
Wayne downstairs suddenly raised his voice to warn.
"Second Master, coming over so late, are you drunk? Sebastian is upstairs with something, you can sit and wait... hey, brothers can’t just head upstairs... Second Master is drunk, you guys follow him to help him, don’t let him fall!"
Then Byron mimicking drunkenness arrived with a wine bottle barging into the master bedroom.
"Old third, I have good wine to share with you..."
His eyes scanned searching, there’s no woman in this room.
Soon after, Sebastian emerged from the bathroom.
He seemed just finished showering, with a naked agile physique, only a towel around his waist.
"Second brother is very interested in my room? Need me to give you a tour?"
Byron didn’t shy away.
But didn’t find anyone.
Only the bathroom behind Sebastian had potential to hide someone.
But from what he understood, the third has a cleanliness obsession, wouldn’t leave a woman overnight.
With his imperial demeanor, impossible to personally attend to a woman’s bath.
"I really drank too much tonight, old third, sorry."
Byron, extremely disappointed, where exactly did Sebastian hide the woman!
He was unaware of eliminating all correct answers.
Also unaware behind the bathroom’s glass door.
Hiding a drenched Eleanor.
"Nathan, send my second brother back."
Sebastian remained composed throughout.
Hearing the door close, Eleanor let out a sigh of relief.
But suddenly her body felt cold and she began trembling slightly, realizing something was wrong, she glanced back at her dress.
Sebastian turned and returned, unexpectedly she blocked him outside the door.
"Master Ford, don’t come in."
Hearing her voice sounding anxious, Sebastian frowned, more determinedly pushing the door open.