Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 72: Are You Crazy? Not Here!

Chapter 72: Chapter 72: Are You Crazy? Not Here!
Eleanor Valerius raised her head, gazing at Sebastian Ford’s inscrutable smile.
His large hand caressed her face, her breathing and heartbeat utterly chaotic.
For a moment, she caught a glimpse of cruelty in his eyes.
This dangerous and ambiguous posture, she truly worried Sebastian might punish her.
"Master Ford, it truly upsets me that you don’t trust me."
Eleanor didn’t run away; instead, she took the initiative to move closer and embrace his waist.
Her cheek, through his shirt, rubbed lightly against his abdomen.
"Really? How upset?"
Sebastian looked down at her, fingers pinching her cheeks as he slowly approached.
This was both a warning and a threat.
Was he trying to force her to please him voluntarily?
Eleanor held her breath, regretting deeply.
Not because of deceiving him, but because she accidentally called out Vincent in front of him.
In the game of mutual exploitation between lovers, any cracks in reality were deadly weaknesses.
"Master Ford..."
Eleanor’s refusal inadvertently provoked a somewhat uncontrolled vengeance in Sebastian.
"Prove your attitude to me."
Sebastian’s large hand forcefully controlled her, seemingly trying to test her limits.
The tension inside the car was suffocatingly oppressive.
At the critical moment, Eleanor’s nervous anxiety suddenly triggered physical discomfort.
She suddenly coughed violently, coughing until her breath quickened, compressing her throat so much she nearly vomited.
At that moment, she hurriedly pushed away Sebastian’s grip, turning aside to cover her mouth in discomfort.
Sebastian frowned, realizing this wasn’t the right time to bully her.
"I’ll take you to the hospital."
His arm wrapped around Eleanor as she sat on the carpet.
Upon hearing this, Eleanor’s eyes flickered slightly, suddenly coming up with a tactic.
"I won’t go to the hospital. It’s my mistakes causing you distress, and I should be punished to prove that you are what I care about most. Cough, cough, I won’t go to the hospital; let me suffer to compensate you, Master Ford."
In the next moment, she deliberately freed herself from Sebastian’s embrace, indeed uncomfortably acting out a pitiful ploy.
Suddenly, he was amused by her.
The cunning little fox was smart; could she now manipulate him?
If he wasn’t soft-hearted, this trick wouldn’t work.
But he indeed couldn’t bear it.
"I’ve seen both your sincerity and attitude; I’ll forgive you. Can you obediently go to the hospital then?"
Sebastian voluntarily compromised.
The night’s unexpected events were all Damian Lowell’s plan.
She wasn’t aware of it, meaning that she truly was feeling unwell.
"It’s enough if Master Ford trusts my sincerity."
The tactic worked; Eleanor coughed and turned back into his embrace.
After going to the hospital for a check-up, the situation wasn’t serious, only requiring some medication.
However, Eleanor didn’t expect Sebastian to send her back to the Valerius Family.
The rear door opened.
But, Sebastian held her in his embrace.
"Before you fell in love with me, did you ever like anyone else?"
"No."
Eleanor answered firmly, "My first crush was when I saw you at the Ford Family as a child. It was precisely because someone as perfect as you existed that my eyes could no longer tolerate any other mundane men."
"Heh, you used such sweet talk to charm me into becoming your lover."
Sebastian’s palm gently stroked her face.
"And what about before you saw me?"
"..."
So sharp!
"I was too young then to understand emotions."
Eleanor followed his words, boldly leaning in to kiss him, as if sincerely promising, "My first experiences, both physically and emotionally, belong to you."
False-hearted, yet pleasant to the ears.
Sebastian lazily squinted, responding to her kiss, murmuring, "Eleanor Valerius, I am quite simple-minded. Don’t deceive me. You swore an oath to me; you must be unwaveringly loyal.
If I discover you’ve changed your heart and want another lover, I will kill you."
Amidst the lingering kiss, Sebastian casually threatened her.
Suddenly, Eleanor instinctively shivered with fear.
Just like his fierce plundering between lip and tongue, breaking through her defenses, completely devouring her.
...
The next day.
Eleanor went to the company as usual.
Today, Julia Ford represented the Public Relations Department for reception.
She saw Damian Lowell again, and knowing his identity, couldn’t hide her heart’s fluttering.
However, Damian’s attitude was indifferent and aloof.
Eleanor noticed, but didn’t expose Julia Ford’s one-sided excessive affection.
Especially since Damian was so good to her, thanking him for his protection last night, she maintained a distance.
Since he wasn’t Vincent, she wouldn’t get too close to an unfamiliar man.
However, Eleanor wasn’t aware that Damian privately and deliberately flirted with Julia Ford.
During these days of work interaction.
Eleanor didn’t understand why Julia Ford’s unrequited affection seemed to intensify.
And Sebastian personally came to pick her up, surprising her as well.
"Lawyer Lowell, I have important use for recalling my Assistant Valerius."
Clearly, he could have arranged it discreetly, but Sebastian insisted on taking her away in front of Damian.
As a result, even Julia Ford felt it was strange.
"Isn’t my Uncle’s relationship with Eleanor Valerius a bit too good?"
She hadn’t seen the even more ambiguous anger in Damian’s expression beside her.
Eleanor obediently followed Sebastian, naturally noticing he was in a bad mood.
After arriving at the restaurant, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, she suddenly leaned over and tightly hugged his arm.
"I’ve been anticipating for so long, finally able to have a rendezvous with a lover."
Indeed, lately, she’s been spending more time with Damian Lowell than with Sebastian.
As they moved to the second floor, amidst their affectionate intimacy.
Eleanor’s peripheral vision caught sight of Byron Ford supporting Mr. Ford, and she was instantly terrified, jumping away from Sebastian.
Sebastian barely perceptibly frowned, taking the initiative to greet them.
"It’s the little young master Donovan from Emberfall; the Donovan Family Elder and my father have old connections too."
Mr. Ford didn’t pay attention to Eleanor following behind Sebastian.
After the social lunch ended, Mr. Ford wanted to return to the old mansion for rest.
Byron still needed to continue entertaining Little Young Master Donovan.
When Eleanor saw her second sister, Ivy Valerius, appearing sensually dressed, she guessed what this entertaining was about.
At this moment, Evan Donovan knew Third Master Ford was also present, hurriedly coming out of the room to greet.
"Would Master Ford do me the honor of having a drink together?"
"I have personal matters; Little Young Master Donovan has my second brother’s hospitality which is enough."
Sebastian directly refused; he wouldn’t participate in the Donovan Family’s collaboration, avoiding any involvement with Second Master’s business.
"It’s alright; there will always be opportunities."
Evan Donovan’s deep gaze suddenly landed on Eleanor behind Sebastian, and after being amazed, it was a blatant lust.
"Second Master Ford, is she the Valerius Family lady you said wanted to drink with me?"
Suddenly, Sebastian’s eyes narrowed dangerously, shifting to block Eleanor.
"Little Young Master Donovan, she’s my assistant."
"She’s the third young lady of the Valerius Family; the one who wants to drink with you is the second young lady of the Valerius Family."
Byron pushed Ivy Valerius forward.
Ivy no longer resisted, smiling as she leaned closer.
Her gaze hinted at Eleanor to leave quickly.
"It doesn’t matter."
Evan Donovan wrapped his arm around Ivy’s waist; he’s indiscriminate with women.
Just a pity the true beauty was beside Third Master Ford.
Not to mention touching, even glancing an extra time would be pierced by a sinister warning look.
Sebastian took Eleanor away.
The empathetic feeling of personal difficulty made her heart very sad.
The lunch wasn’t finished.
Eleanor received a call from Damian Lowell.
Suddenly, Sebastian abruptly lifted Eleanor onto his lap, an aggressive action both forceful and fierce.
"Sebastian?!"
Eleanor was frightened, dropping her phone, and the call wasn’t even ended.
Realizing his intention, she hurriedly pushed him, lowering her voice to remind, "Not here..."
Was he crazy?!
The Second Uncle and others were next door; they could expose them if they came over!