Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 64: Stirring His Heart, She Makes Her Request

Chapter 64: Chapter 64: Stirring His Heart, She Makes Her Request
Eleanor Valerius heard the footsteps of Sebastian Ford approaching from behind.
She stopped at the door, pretending to cry in grievance with sobs.
His warm breath slowly approached, as if intimately close to her ear.
"Crying so pitifully."
Sebastian Ford tasted the tears at the corner of her eye with interest.
At this moment, Eleanor Valerius felt a slight numbness down her spine, but she still coquettishly accused, "Don’t try to coax me. I know I have no right to demand to have a place in your heart. It was my audacity to covet you first, and I was being greedy."
Over the years in the Valerius Family, her greatest skill was playing the fool to catch the tiger, and her tears and emotions were very realistically acted.
However, in front of Sebastian Ford, she deliberately showed a small flaw in her scheming.
Such a retreat in order to advance was what intrigued Sebastian Ford.
"It’s normal for you to have a greedy desire you can’t control towards me."
Sebastian Ford lazily watched her, rubbing the tear stains on her face with his thumb, his gaze turning deep.
"Don’t cry. You look so beautiful when you cry; it makes me want to bully you more."
"... You’re already bullying me."
Eleanor Valerius blinked her wet lashes, speaking with a sob, "I just want to be a bit more valuable by your side. Master Ford is also willing to teach me, why can’t you give me a chance? Do you think I’m not learning well?"
The supposed limits of being coy were set by Sebastian Ford, who was willing to come over and cooperate with her.
On the surface, it seemed like Sebastian Ford was coaxing her, but in reality, she was coaxing Sebastian Ford into agreeing to teach her.
"Of course, I’ll give you a chance."
Sebastian Ford squinted, laughing teasingly, "Since you can’t control your feelings for me, you might as well learn what’s most useful in bed."
Suddenly, without warning, Eleanor Valerius leaned into Sebastian Ford’s embrace.
Her fingers lightly hooked onto his belt.
"In bed, Master Ford is the most useful; having you is enough."
Sebastian Ford’s gaze darkened, his large hand gripping her small hand with a bit of force.
"You’ve really been spoiled by me. How can I, just a lover, withstand your greedy demands?"
Clearly, it was he who was insatiable.
Eleanor Valerius felt him, took a deep breath, and did not reject.
The two stood at the entrance of the bar, where light and shadow crossed, their silhouettes blending into one.
People might come out at any time from inside, and the Ford Family bodyguards stood outside.
Eleanor Valerius, with pure eyes, gazed at him, her lips gently parting to say, "You are the man I’ve coveted for a long time. Since I’ve caught you, I won’t let go easily. If you’re willing to teach me more, we can discuss this in bed later."
Sebastian Ford felt Eleanor Valerius’s sincerity and laughed hoarsely.
"Alright, then we’ll discuss it in bed."
He finally agreed!
Eleanor Valerius smiled sweetly and kissed him.
She was well aware that with someone like Sebastian Ford, with his power and position, his calmness and shrewdness were unshakeable.
Only when he was moved could she make any requests and possibly secure his consent.
Eleanor Valerius grasped Sebastian Ford’s interest.
This was her only chance for survival.
At that moment, two bystanders appeared again.
"What a cunning vixen!"
Nathan Kendrick, being protective of his brother, was full of hostility towards Eleanor Valerius: "Brother, they’re waiting for you to handle things over there."
Hearing the voice, Eleanor Valerius tightly embraced Sebastian Ford’s neck, deliberately defying, continuing to demand kisses from him.
Sebastian Ford’s large hand controlled her neck, also kissing with indulgent enjoyment.
Until Eleanor Valerius suddenly stopped before he completely lost control.
"You go busy yourself tonight; we’ll discuss our matters another evening."
"Don’t bear it too hard; I’ll wait for you."
Sebastian Ford faced his aroused yet constrained reaction frankly.
Eleanor Valerius cast a meaningful glance in a certain direction.
"Wait for me obediently."
She turned to leave with a smile.
By trading her body, the skills and power she desired were all in Sebastian Ford’s hands.
...
Eleanor Valerius saw Sebastian Ford very busy in the company.
It seems he had no time for ’official business’ in bed with her during the day.
In the afternoon.
She was responsible for handling matters at the publicity event location.
"Miss Valerius."
A gentleman with a refined demeanor took the initiative to greet her: "I’m Cindy’s brother, Gregory Hale."
Eleanor Valerius was a bit surprised and, out of courtesy, had a cup of coffee with him.
"I still have work to do, Mr. Hale. Please get to the point."
"Apologies, it is indeed presumptuous for me to seek you out. Cindy is my most beloved sister, but ever since she saw Master Ford at the mall that day, she’s been hiding in her room and not coming out. Our family is very worried."
Gregory Hale’s eyes held a certain exploratory depth.
"I can’t get in touch with Master Ford. I know you were there that day, so I wanted to understand the whole situation from you."
"Is Mr. Hale suspecting me... or suspecting that Master Ford bullied Miss Hale?"
Eleanor Valerius smiled, deflecting his probing: "You came to ask me; you really want to know Master Ford’s attitude towards Miss Hale, right? It’s just a blind date, not working out cannot be forced. The Hale Family should advise Miss Hale, rather than cling to him."
Cindy Hale, indeed, was her rival in love.
But Master Ford was hers and definitely could not be taken away!
Eleanor Valerius stood up to leave, suddenly hearing a curse of "bitch."
Before she could react, a basin of ice water was poured on her face.
In an instant, her thin dress was soaked, gradually revealing the lingerie underneath.
"Did you splash the wrong person!"
Eleanor Valerius glared over, facing a woman she didn’t recognize.
"You seduced my husband. I’m splashing shameless bitches like you!"
Gregory Hale, shock evident, rushed over to stop her, his voice pressed with anger: "Shan Shan, what madness are you tracking me for? Apologize to Miss Valerius quickly!"
"Husband, you said you would love me forever; why did you lie to me?"
The woman seemed mentally unstable.
However, Eleanor Valerius, caught in the crowd’s gaze, hurriedly covered her chest.
In her moment of awkward embarrassment.
A large suit jacket was draped over her, adequately covering her exposed figure.
"Thank you."
Eleanor Valerius looked up, unexpectedly seeing it was Damian Lowell behind her.
And behind Damian Lowell were ers.
Like hounds catching a scent, ers instantly turned their cameras on the complex web of relationships.
"Aren’t these the Hale couple? Why does it look like a scene of catching an affair? Could it be a third party intervention by Third Miss Valerius? I remember she’s the fiancée of the Lancaster Family."
Suddenly, Damian Lowell furrowed his brows, and lowly reminded, "Young Master Hale ought to apologize and explain clearly."
Just now, when he had been interviewed over there, he noticed her trouble and came to her rescue.
"Miss Valerius, I’m sorry."
Gregory Hale publicly clarified to prevent the tabloids from writing scandalous rumors.
At this moment, Damian Lowell looked warmly at Eleanor Valerius’s slightly embarrassed state, instinctively using a handkerchief to wipe the water droplets from her face.
Eleanor Valerius sensitively avoided, but the scene was captured by the journalists.
She wanted to leave, yet the ers surrounded her.
"Lawyer Lowell, what is your relationship with Third Miss Valerius?"
The journalists were adept at creating headlines.
Damian Lowell was a figure of significance representing the Sinclair Family; how was he linked with the infamously scandalous daughter of the Valerius Family?
Moments before, Eleanor Valerius was being suspected as the third party intruding, but with Damian Lowell’s distinguished status.
Their ambiguous relationship suddenly took on an entirely different light.
"We are..."
Damian Lowell’s hesitant answer was intriguing.
"My relationship with Miss Valerius is something you’d better ask Master Ford about?"
Upon hearing, everyone turned their heads uniformly to look back.
Eleanor Valerius was caught off guard, holding her breath as she watched Sebastian Ford striding over with long legs.
His thin lips lightly pressed, his deep eyes unfathomable and shadowed.
Was he angry?
Eleanor Valerius’s heart raced wildly, instinctively wanting to walk toward him.
However, Damian Lowell blocked her, still smiling at Sebastian Ford.
The ers posed the question again: "Why ask Master Ford? What’s the relationship between Third Miss Valerius and Master Ford?"