Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 92: Master Ford Steals Away Her Private Treasure

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Master Ford Steals Away Her Private Treasure
"Lock this bastard in here for a good reflection."
With a command from Mr. Ford, everyone exited the ward.
Sebastian Ford wanted to personally escort the old man back.
At this moment, Byron Ford was also worried about getting into trouble and eagerly tried to curry favor.
Only Owen Shaw remained, supporting Sophia Ford, who refused to leave the door.
The person beaten today was Julian Ford, and it was also a blow to her reputation as the eldest daughter of the Ford Family.
At this time, Eleanor Valerius hid among the crowd and also left.
While still in the hospital, she received a message from Sebastian Ford.
"I can’t send you now; the driver is at the side door. Go home and rest; don’t worry about the rest of the matters."
"Okay."
Eleanor realized that being protected felt truly good.
Meanwhile.
As Owen Shaw supported Sophia Ford out of the hospital.
He timidly consoled her while hiding a dangerous murderous intent in his eyes.
Sebastian Ford didn’t die back then, and now he can’t be let go!
...
Before Eleanor Valerius could go home to rest, she received a call to head to the company to handle some matters.
Upon meeting Damian Lowell, she conducted business professionally and then intended to leave.
However, Damian Lowell suddenly noticed that her wrists inside her long sleeves were wrapped in bandages.
"How did you get hurt?"
Immediately, without thinking, he grabbed her arm and frowned, asking, "Did he abuse you?"
Eleanor deftly broke free and furrowed her brows, questioning back, "Lawyer Lowell, shouldn’t you be more cautious with your words?"
"Sorry, I was too anxious."
Damian Lowell withdrew his hand and looked at her worriedly.
"I don’t wish to discuss personal matters at the company, nor do I want Lawyer Lowell to misunderstand."
Eleanor Valerius maintained her distance and calmly replied, "I hurt myself accidentally; it has nothing to do with him."
She couldn’t possibly bring up the dangerous situation from last night to explain.
However, Damian Lowell thought she was lying for Sebastian Ford.
"Are your injuries..."
"Lawyer Lowell, I’ve finished handling business. I should leave now."
Eleanor Valerius left, with Damian Lowell staring at her slightly unnatural gait as she walked away.
He became more convinced that Sebastian Ford was forcing her to be his lover!
At this moment, Julia Ford hurriedly arrived with documents, just in time to see Damian Lowell watching Eleanor Valerius with some envy as she said, "Lawyer Lowell, Eleanor Valerius is already set to marry into the Lancaster Family. She will soon be Young Madam Lancaster enjoying her life."
"I’ve heard about that. Was Miss Valerius’s engagement to Young Master Lancaster born out of free love?"
Damian Lowell turned around, facing Julia Ford with a charming smile.
Unintentionally, he was testing and probing.
Julia, being love-struck, had no defenses against him, answering whatever he asked.
However, her answers were based on her one-sided understanding.
From her responses, Damian Lowell gathered that Eleanor’s prominence in the Valerius Family was unexpected, making him curious about how she got entangled with Sebastian Ford.
"Julia, may I call you that?"
"Of course you can."
Julia blushed, her heart fluttering.
"There will be more collaborations between the Sinclair and Ford families in the future. I’d like to get to know you better."
Damian Lowell gently patted Julia’s hand, and seeing her immensely fascinated by him, he continued to smile and ask, "Mr. Ford is your uncle, right? How well do you know him? Do you know Mr. Ford..."
Through Julia’s answers, Damian Lowell gained more insight into the Ford Family.
That evening, Damian Lowell evaded surveillance and went to Aethelgard’s secret base.
He received a call from an ally who had once collaborated with the Lowell Family, obtaining detailed information on Sebastian Ford’s movements.
"Reusing old tactics is necessary to eliminate Sebastian Ford. Once he’s dead, the solo-controlled power of the Ford Family can be redistributed."
Though Damian didn’t say it aloud, he hoped to help Eleanor Valerius escape Sebastian Ford’s control.
...
Nightfall.
Eleanor Valerius was already at Sebastian Ford’s villa, waiting for him to return home.
However, she received a call from Regina Jennings, and to avoid suspicion, she could only rush back to the Valerius Family.
Standing in the living room, both Eleanor Valerius and Ivy Valerius had to play the role of dutiful daughters.
"Many things have happened with the Ford Family lately. You need to be more cautious and restrained, make no mistakes, and don’t bring trouble to the Valerius Family."
"Yes, Mom."
With no more surveillance from Aunt Campbell, the two sisters had a bit more freedom.
Upon returning to her bedroom, Eleanor Valerius received a call from Sebastian Ford.
"You didn’t wait for me, so why did you run off?"
On the other end of the line, Sebastian found out she left midway and was clearly aiming to confront her.
"Master Ford, I didn’t wander off. The Valerius Family has strict curfews, and I can’t leave."
Eleanor couldn’t deceive herself; when she heard his lazy, deep voice, her heartbeat and breathing slightly faltered.
Actually, she could leave.
But she was worried that relying on Sebastián Ford’s tenderness last night would easily cause her to mistake fake love for genuine affection.
Rejecting Sebastián Ford was also a reminder to herself to withdraw from over-involvement in the act.
"Today, I’m supposed to take a break. Mr. Ford told me to rest well, and I’ll follow orders."
They weren’t in a constant state of living together, day and night.
After some consideration, Sebastian did not force the issue.
"Alright, see you at the office tomorrow."
"Goodnight, Master Ford."
After hanging up, Eleanor went to take a shower.
However, when she tried to re-bandage her wrist, she just couldn’t get it right.
"Getting used to his care really makes it hard to quit him."
At this moment, there was a noise from the balcony behind the curtains.
Eleanor became tense and slowly walked over, opening the curtains to see Sebastian appearing as if from nowhere.
"Master Ford?!"
"I was worried you wouldn’t be able to bandage your wound properly, so I had to come to serve you myself."
Sebastian lowered his voice as he expertly climbed through the window and directly pulled her into his embrace.
In that instant, Eleanor couldn’t help but feel warmth from his surprised appearance.
"Came just in time, I really couldn’t bandage it properly."
"See, Master Ford really cares for you."
Feeling needed, Sebastian couldn’t suppress a satisfied smile.
He sat on the bed and began to bandage her wound.
The sight of Eleanor in pink silk nightwear, fresh from a bath, her skin emitting a faint fragrance, kept his gaze locked onto her.
He found it difficult to tear his eyes away after even just one glance.
After agreeing not to see her and then coming back anyway, it was evident he couldn’t stand the emptiness of his home.
Especially when night fell, he had grown accustomed to Eleanor’s company.
"Little fox, I want to steal you away."
"Steal... me away?"
Eleanor blinked in confusion.
In the next moment, with no time to react, she was suddenly lifted up by Sebastian, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck in panic.
"Just like this, to leave?"
"Yes, you’re rebellious enough to fall for me, and I’m going to covertly steal you away for some joy."
Sebastian wasn’t asking for her opinion, but rather announcing his actions to her.
He retraced his steps but was even more careful in carrying Eleanor down from the second floor.
Leaving home through the window for the first time made Eleanor tense with rigid movements.
When they finally jumped down, he caught her in his arms.
"Next time, I’ll remember to prepare a ladder so you’re easier to steal."
"You better be careful, Master Ford. If you’re caught, your reputation as a lover will be mocked by the whole city."
Snuggling in his arms, Eleanor was carried into the car.
Sebastian, having developed a habit of holding her, didn’t plan to let go, already indulging in affectionate caresses.
The atmosphere inside the car was charged with a delicate tension bordering on romance.
Suddenly, Sebastian inadvertently glanced out the window, furrowing his brows and alerted the driver sharply, "We’re being followed."
If attacked in a public place, his identity representing the Ford Family would draw too much attention.
The driver immediately changed the route, leading the trailing vehicle into a desolate area.
"Is it another assassination attempt?"
Lying in Sebastian’s arms, Eleanor’s expression tightened with worry.
"Heh, too many people want to kill me."
Sebastian lazily narrowed his eyes, but when he looked at her, a softness passed through his gaze.
He caressed her cheek, speaking softly, "I somewhat regret sneaking you out tonight. You wouldn’t have encountered any danger otherwise."
In that moment, Eleanor found herself lost in Sebastian’s gentle gaze, her heart racing wildly.