Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 74: Sebastian Ford, Please, Help Me

Chapter 74: Chapter 74: Sebastian Ford, Please, Help Me
"I don’t want to be seen..."
Ivy Valerius’s trembling voice carried a plea.
At this moment, Eleanor Valerius bit her lip tightly, tasting blood.
She felt the pain and despair of her second sister being destroyed by the Valerius Family, and she was equally trapped in this hell.
"...What can I do?"
She forced down the choking tremble in her voice, not wanting to hurt her anymore.
"I have no clothes, I want to go back..."
Ivy Valerius curled up on the bed, even her breathing was painful.
"Okay, we’ll go back."
Eleanor Valerius took the clothes and walked in slowly, suddenly stepping on some toys, she didn’t dare to look.
She hadn’t expected that the Donovan Family’s Little Young Master, whom Byron Ford was hosting, was a perverted lunatic.
In this room, she could imagine the humiliation her second sister suffered.
That’s why she wanted to escape from here with her second sister.
But returning to the Valerius Family.
The nightmare’s cage always imprisoned them.
Eleanor Valerius heard her second sister say she still had to serve Evan Donovan, and she was truly furious.
Regina Jennings wasn’t home tonight; every Friday, she went to a beauty club to gather with rich ladies from the circle.
This was the first time Eleanor Valerius recklessly rushed over to see her.
She waited in the hall for a long time before seeing Regina Jennings come out in her robe with a displeased look.
"Eleanor, do you know you’ve made a mistake?"
In front of Regina Jennings, Eleanor Valerius couldn’t show any edge.
She knelt directly, crying and accusing, "Mom, second sister is hurt, can we not let her serve Young Master Donovan again? He’s truly terrifying; even if he’s Uncle’s guest, Mom can’t sacrifice second sister."
"You know Little Young Master Donovan is a distinguished guest of the Ford Family; serving him is Ivy’s honor."
Regina Jennings looked at her coldly, her words carrying a warning: "Young Master Donovan has taken a liking to you, but since you have business beside Sebastian, I haven’t agreed. This time the Valerius Family must host guests for the Ford Family. If you want me to protect Ivy, then you go?
You have your value and Ivy has hers; regardless of whether her body can withstand it, she must satisfy Young Master Donovan’s enjoyment."
"Mom doesn’t want second sister anymore? What’s going to happen to the Valerius Family in the future?"
Eleanor Valerius’s bitter pleading was also a test.
"Not necessarily having the surname Valerius to be the Valerius Family’s daughter."
Regina Jennings’s smile was very eerie.
At this moment, a batch of young pretty girls was brought into the beauty salon, ignorant and unaware.
"Do you think they’re beautiful? In the future, they’ll all be my daughters."
"What?"
Kneeling here, Eleanor Valerius was filled with terror, as if her blood had frozen.
She thought, at least she and her second sister were valuable pawns.
But she hadn’t expected Regina Jennings and this group of so-called refined rich ladies were doing such trade.
They cultivated the girls into toys for the upper circle, objectifying women, making sacrifices for trades of power and lust.
The Valerius Family’s hell was not only within the family but also under their claws.
Thus Regina Jennings would allow her second sister to be tormented to death by Evan Donovan.
The second sister was an abandoned pawn because she had new chips in her hand.
"Eleanor, behave yourself; if you lose your value, the same fate will befall you."
Leaving these words, Regina Jennings departed.
Still kneeling here, Eleanor Valerius’s fake tears hid a pair of cold, resolute eyes.
She couldn’t protect her second sister now, but she could seek help.
...
Eleanor Valerius couldn’t reach Sebastian Ford’s phone.
She remembered he said he had important matters to handle tonight.
But she stubbornly dialed again and again.
Sebastian Ford was the only hope she sought to hold onto in the abyss.
Leaving the beauty salon, a torrential rain poured down.
Eleanor Valerius didn’t return to the Valerius Family but went to Sebastian Ford’s villa instead.
"Miss Valerius, Master Ford hasn’t returned yet."
The butler was respectful to her but didn’t dare to make decisions, allowing her to freely enter and exit.
"I know, you don’t have to be troubled, I’ll wait for him at the entrance."
Eleanor Valerius’s dark eyes seemed submerged in the night.
She sat down on the steps at the entrance, not minding the rain dripping and soaking her hair and clothes.
The surrounding temperature was freezing, she slowly hugged her arms, curling up her body.
Time passed second by second.
The butler was very worried, not knowing how to handle it, as Miss Valerius was the only woman Master Ford had brought home.
Finally, he couldn’t help but contact Mason Monroe for advice.
Mason Monroe also didn’t dare make decisions, but he knew Miss Valerius’s matters had to be informed to Master Ford.
Tonight, in the dark room, Sebastian Ford was personally interrogating.
His phone was off, Mason Monroe knocked on the door outside.
"Didn’t I say not to be disturbed?"
His voice was filled with dark, fierce murderous intent.
"Master Ford, it’s about Miss Valerius."
After waiting a few seconds, Master Ford indeed came out from inside.
Upon hearing the butler’s , Sebastian Ford was enraged.
"Who kept her waiting in the rain at the door?"
He guessed Eleanor Valerius encountered some issues, abandoning the interrogation there, he drove directly back to the villa.
Upon getting out of the car, Sebastian Ford’s gaze spotted Eleanor Valerius’s curled silhouette.
He didn’t even bother with an umbrella and hurried over.
"Eleanor Valerius, why are you waiting in the rain for me?"
Leaving the basement, he hadn’t had time to change clothes.
There were still faint traces of blood and a lingering intimidating murderous aura in his eyes.
However, Eleanor Valerius looked up at Sebastian Ford, instinctively rushed into his arms, hugging tightly.
"What’s wrong?"
His voice softened a bit, using the back of his hand to rub her hair.
"Sebastian Ford..."
Eleanor Valerius struggled to hold back but still heard her own teary voice.
She looked up at him, her eyes truly shattered and helpless.
"Help me... save my second sister, will you? I have no way, I’m begging you..."
This was Eleanor Valerius’s first time desperately pleading with him.
Sebastian Ford subtly lost his rhythm of breathing.
Not caring about the blood on his hand, he cupped her cheeks gently stroking.
"You want me to save Ivy Valerius from the Donovan Family?"
His inquiry seemed contemplative.
"Second sister always protects me, I want to save her once too..."
Eleanor Valerius wasn’t sure if she held any weight in Sebastian Ford’s heart; she was deadlocked, could only bet everything.
But Sebastian Ford frowned and refused her.
"The Donovan Family and the old man are lifelong friends, Evan Donovan is brother’s guest; if I took action, it would greatly affect the Ford Family."
The light in Eleanor Valerius’s eyes slowly extinguished.
She surprisingly didn’t feel unexpected.
But her heart still hurt terribly.
"If the Donovan Family bullied you, I would protect you, but I wouldn’t be kind enough to care for others. I stand on the Ford Family’s grounds, won’t become enemies with the Donovan Family; you shouldn’t get involved, just obediently stay by my side."
Seeing her reaction, Sebastian Ford indeed felt unwilling.
But he worried Eleanor Valerius would be disobedient.
He pinched her face, emphasizing again: "Don’t provoke the Donovan Family, understood?"
Eleanor Valerius calmly looked at him, her eyes hollowly nodded.
...
The night, the most prosperous club in Aethelgard.
Through Flora Vaughn, Eleanor Valerius found out Evan Donovan was playing here tonight.
She dressed beautifully, and as soon as she appeared, those vulgar and flamboyant women were overshadowed.
Evan Donovan was in the second-floor VIP, security guards at the door.
Eleanor Valerius walked over, her smile dangerous: "I want to see the Little Young Master Donovan."
At the same moment.
Sebastian Ford received Nathan Kendrick’s , heard Eleanor Valerius went to find Evan Donovan.
His pupils contracted intensely, uncontrollably speeding toward the club.