Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 99: Fake Love, Real Kiss—She Absolutely Loves Me!

Chapter 99: Chapter 99: Fake Love, Real Kiss—She Absolutely Loves Me!
Sebastian Ford suddenly had a strong urge to kiss her forcefully.
However, Eleanor Valerius felt that his lips and tongue were actually very gentle.
It was more like he was responding to her declaration of love.
So, Eleanor willingly tilted her head up to receive and return his kiss.
The love between her and Sebastian, whether spoken or acted upon, true or false, it didn’t matter.
Because he was her only lifeline, her inevitable choice.
Sebastian realized that he truly enjoyed Eleanor’s love, just as he was addicted to enjoying her body.
"Mr. Ford, the doctor is here..."
Mason Monroe hurriedly arrived, and seeing the passionate kiss at the lounge entrance, he retreated in a fluster.
Sebastian only released Eleanor’s soft lips reluctantly after he was satisfied.
"I can handle it, don’t suppress your love for me."
Listen to his proud and delighted tone.
Of course, Eleanor knew she had to humor him.
Then the doctor came in to treat the bleeding wounds on both of them.
So much so, Sebastian forgot to ask Eleanor if she had taken the contraceptive.
These past few days.
Eleanor spent time in the CEO’s office with Sebastian as they recuperated together.
In the meantime, the news of Second Young Master Sinclair, Jasper Sinclair, coming to Aethelgard to discuss cooperation with the Ford Family spread even more fervently.
Sebastian arranged a private banquet at the golf course hotel that day.
Wayne Wainwright and Damian Lowell were both invited, as Sebastian wanted to verify any suspicion of a connection between the Sinclair Family and Damian.
Besides Mason, Eleanor was another assistant Sebastian brought along.
She wore a light blue sports short-sleeve top and a pleated skirt, her beautiful legs matched with flat white shoes, her hair tied up in a high ponytail, revealing a delicate and lightly made-up face, her smile vibrant and full of energy.
Sebastian was more blatantly bringing Eleanor with him now.
But this time, he intended to use her to test Damian Lowell.
"If the cooperation between the Ford Family and the Sinclair Family succeeds, Assistant Valerius will deserve credit, and I will reward her accordingly."
Hearing about the reward, Eleanor grinned and promised to work hard.
In her capacity as staff, she walked up to Damian Lowell.
"Lawyer Lowell, if you need anything, just let me know."
"Sure, thank you for your hard work, Assistant Valerius."
Damian greeted her with a gentle smile.
The guests present all had business collaborations with the Ford Group, personally hosted by Mr. Ford.
First, they tasted exquisite wines; then, they played golf.
Sebastian handled social interactions with a business-like manner, while other partners delighted in indulgence and flattery.
The only difference in treatment was that Eleanor was by Damian Lowell’s side.
Everyone was curious why Master Ford brought her along?
The uncle-nephew relationship between them also drew attention.
However, they discovered Master Ford merely wanted to use a Valerius woman to especially entertain Lawyer Lowell, so they dismissed their doubts.
After all, the most tantalizing scandal involving the abstinent Master Ford was the previously leaked bedroom photos.
The city’s hot topic, no one could identify the woman in those photos!
The woman who could make Master Ford break his abstinence must undoubtedly be exceptional.
At this moment, Sebastian’s gaze frequently turned towards Eleanor and Damian’s direction, yet his hands maintained steadiness with his club.
"Hole in one, Mr. Ford, great shot!"
The surrounding applause and cheers followed.
With a faint smile, Sebastian gestured for others to continue; nonetheless, his interest waned, so he sat aside to smoke.
Afterwards, Wayne Wainwright sat beside him, putting on a pretense: "Master Ford, even under distraction, you scored easily; I’m genuinely impressed. But aren’t you worried about putting your beloved Assistant Valerius at another man’s side?"
"Not worried."
Sebastian directly denied with his response.
Yet, his eyes uncontrollably drifted towards Eleanor.
While Damian Lowell was playing, he invited Eleanor to try swinging the club.
She couldn’t refuse and imitated him with a swing, but the ball remained in place.
The Sinclair Family’s accompanying managers laughed, but only Damian smiled indulgently and proceeded to instruct Eleanor on proper swinging.
Wayne deliberately clicked his tongue, stirring up trouble.
"Damian Lowell’s interest in your treasure isn’t subtle, are you not afraid she’ll be swayed away?"
"You don’t know how much Eleanor loves me."
Sebastian languidly narrowed his eyes, the swirling smoke veiling his true gaze.
"No matter how I push her away, try to leave her, she always returns to me without hesitation. I never need to worry about her being swayed; she belongs to me, she was the first to become addicted and can’t escape."
Sebastian placed his harsh words here.
However, Wayne maintained a skeptical attitude.
"Lawyer Lowell, I’m done playing."
Eleanor set down the club and walked back.
Though she remained by Damian Lowell’s side, she felt Sebastian’s intense gaze.
Across the distance, she suddenly turned back, her ponytail tracing an arc in the air.
Sebastian raised an eyebrow, his expression tinged with a cryptic smile.
At that moment, regardless of the crowd, Eleanor swiftly blew him a kiss.
The passionate love in her eyes was like a binding net, attempting to encompass Sebastian.
"See? Although she’s standing beside another man, what she desires in her heart is me."
Sebastian chuckled satisfied, his words carrying a bit of boastfulness.
He didn’t mind whether the love Eleanor gave was true or false.
Her love for him was a fact!
This could rationalize his loss of control, as if simply playing along with her unattainable affections.
In the tangled relationship game, it was Eleanor who admitted defeat first; everything she sought was his to bestow.
Sebastian was convinced he could terminate and withdraw from this relationship at any moment.
He never lost, never became the lesser hand.
Was Eleanor truly more immersed in the entrapments of love?
Isn’t it said backwards!
Wayne saw through it without exposing.
...
As night fell, the hotel had suites arranged to entertain the esteemed guests.
Eleanor, exhausted from the day, went straight to shower upon returning to her room.
She didn’t hear the sound of a keycard unlocking the door midway.
When she stepped out of the bathroom, Sebastian ambushed her from behind unexpectedly.
"Ah~"
Eleanor let out a deliberately flustered yelp, sounding particularly enticing.
"Assistant Valerius, it’s time for overtime."
Sebastian lifted Eleanor in his arms, and in the closeness of their position, pressed her onto the bed.
The robe was tossed onto the ground, her freshly bathed skin emanating a fragrant warmth.
Soon enough, every inch became Sebastian’s playground.
Eleanor knew that with his back injury healed, her own back would suffer.
"Master Ford... are you perhaps jealous that I was beside Lawyer Lowell today?"
Her unveiled challenge provoked Sebastian.
His kisses carried bites, his greedy eyes looked down upon her.
"Not jealous, I believe you love me very much. This evening I’m simply here to accompany you through the long night to prevent thoughts of others."
Sebastian’s voice was hoarse, entirely dominant over Eleanor.
Eleanor bit her lip, her voice soft: "Then I... I need to properly repay my lover..."
"I enjoy hearing you say you love me."
Sebastian seemed to grow greedier for more.
Say you love him?
His preferences were truly twisted!
"Mm... I love you..."
Eleanor’s endless indulgence towards him was all within the rules of their game.
But Sebastian couldn’t hear enough of it, demanding her to profess her love over and over within his control.