Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 113: Master Ford’s Double Standard—Just Admit You Can’t Bear to Let Her Go

Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Master Ford’s Double Standard—Just Admit You Can’t Bear to Let Her Go

Sebastian Ford’s eyes instantly overflowed with anger.

What made him most furious wasn’t just Eleanor Valerius’ deliberate deception and concealment, but also his recent impulse to care about her.

This woman relished under him last night, and now she’s harboring other intentions?

Sebastian Ford didn’t say anything, but his steps proceeded to stand before Eleanor Valerius.

At this moment, Eleanor was deeply asleep at the table.

Her long hair fell over, obscuring half of her exquisite pale face.

Sebastian Ford’s gaze was filled with anger, making the surrounding air feel oppressive and dangerous.

Suddenly, he extended his hand and gently caressed Eleanor Valerius’ slender neck.

His fingers brushed aside the hair by her neck, touching her skin with meaningful strokes.

If she dared to deceive him, he ought to strangle her!

However, Eleanor’s skin felt truly delicate, somewhat addictive to touch.

It seemed Sebastian Ford was contemplating.

Mason Monroe, standing not far away, couldn’t help but glance sideways.

He very well knew that Master Ford detested betrayal more than anything.

Miss Valerius committed a mistake knowing full well the relationship between the second master and Master Ford.

With Master Ford’s vengeful nature, it’s likely over for Miss Valerius this time.

If he were to directly strangle, it might not draw blood.

Cleaning up the scene would be relatively easier.

Mason Monroe thought long-term.

However, in her bemusement, Eleanor Valerius sensed a familiar domineering aura.

Without opening her eyes, she reached up to grab his wrist, her cheek rubbing against his large hand as she slept in his palm.

With a barely perceptible glimmer in his eyes, Sebastian Ford softly said, "Go sleep in the lounge."

Upon hearing this, Mason Monroe was dumbfounded and shocked.

Can she still sleep?

Master Ford, weren’t you planning on murder?

"Hold me..."

Eleanor Valerius never saw the complexity in Sebastian Ford’s eyes.

She was terribly tired; last night, he was too relentless.

They stalled for a moment.

Until Sebastian Ford rounded the table and carried Eleanor Valerius into the office.

Sleeping on the lounge bed was very comfortable and familiar.

Eleanor’s sleeping face showed no signs of defense.

Afterward, Sebastian Ford tucked her in with a blanket and closed the door behind him.

"Deal with the hotel’s surveillance."

"Yes."

Mason Monroe dared not ask.

But Sebastian Ford suddenly spoke: "You seem quite disappointed with my handling? Eleanor Valerius concealed meeting with my second brother surely with ulterior motives. Not killing her would be soft-hearted and leave troubles, right?"

Mason Monroe: "?"

He hadn’t asked anything!

Does Master Ford possess a mind reading technique?

But soon, Mason Monroe realized that Master Ford was questioning him.

"Killing her is too easy, but not meaningful; I’m curious to see how Eleanor Valerius will betray me!"

Sebastian Ford’s answer was clearly a self-deceiving excuse.

"Yes."

Just admit you can’t bear to kill Miss Valerius!

Mason Monroe was perceptive.

This was the step down Master Ford wanted, and he wouldn’t ruin it!

...

She hadn’t set her phone alarm.

Eleanor Valerius was surprised to wake up past 4 p.m. in the afternoon.

She first messaged Sebastian Ford, knowing no one was outside, then washed her face with cold water before walking out.

Yet she never expected to find Julia Ford sitting on the sofa.

"Eleanor Valerius? How did you come out of my uncle’s lounge?"

Upon hearing the questioning voice, Eleanor Valerius froze.

In that instant, she didn’t even have time to wonder why Sebastian hadn’t warned her.

"I... was cleaning inside..."

She said, panting as she wiped the clear water off her cheek, pretending it was sweat.

This morning she was caught at the hotel by her second uncle, and in the afternoon, Julia Ford caught her.

Eleanor Valerius felt her affair with Sebastian Ford was too dangerous!

Consequently, Julia Ford was easily deceived.

"Have you fallen so low as to need to do cleaning? Something witless actually suits you."

"..."

Sorry, the witless one is you!

Eleanor Valerius bowed her head and breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterward, once Julia Ford finished reporting the work of the promotions department and left.

Eleanor slowly raised her head, glaring discontentedly at Sebastian Ford behind the office desk.

"Did Master Ford intentionally want to scare me?"

At this moment, Sebastian Ford squinted his eyes with a faint smile, as if peril lurked around.

Eleanor Valerius caught his gaze and hesitated.

Is he angry?

But before Eleanor Valerius could think further, Sebastian Ford was already laughing teasingly.

"Little foxes are smart, scaring them is quite fun."

Suddenly, Sebastian Ford stood up, walked over, and lifted her onto the desk, kissing her as he whispered, "Accompany me to a dinner engagement later. Last night, Assistant Valerius performed well; soon you can replace Assistant Monroe."

Bewildered by his kiss, Eleanor Valerius failed to spot the dark danger in Sebastian Ford’s eyes.

"Mr. Ford... you won’t get drunk again tonight, will you?"

"Are you scared?"

Sebastian Ford nudged her knees apart, leaning close against her.

"Afraid you’ll hurt yourself."

Eleanor Valerius was genuinely afraid.

If he entangles her in indulgence at night, she’ll spend the day catching up on sleep, leaving no time for serious work!

"Don’t be afraid, I won’t bully you."

Sebastian Ford embraced Eleanor Valerius’ nape, kissing her fiercely.

He’s not exposing her now, intending to punish her.

The ambiguous maneuvering between the cunning wolf and the little fox, plotting against each other.

...

The dinner engagement was arranged at a Japanese restaurant.

Eleanor Valerius followed Sebastian Ford out of the car, and upon entering, they encountered Jasper Sinclair and Damian Lowell in the lobby.

"Mr. Ford, Assistant Valerius, what a coincidence."

Jasper Sinclair initiated the greeting.

Simultaneously, Damian Lowell’s gentle gaze and smile were directed at Eleanor Valerius.

"President Sinclair and Lawyer Lowell are indeed honored guests in Aethelgard; dinners hosting the two of you could line up all the way to Aldoria, surely."

Sebastian Ford smiled, speaking with implied meaning.

He saw through the intent of Aethelgard’s major financial families wanting to curry favor with the Sinclair Family.

After all, cooperation between the Ford Family and the Sinclair Family posed a threat to them, prompting alliances to safeguard their commercial standing.

"I believe if Mr. Ford visited Aldoria, the welcome would be grander than mine."

Jasper Sinclair spoke diplomatically and suddenly proposed, "Since we’ve bumped into each other, why don’t we join for dinner?"

"I wouldn’t interrupt President Sinclair’s business talks."

Sebastian Ford held Eleanor Valerius’ wrist.

At the same moment, he sharply caught the hostility in Damian Lowell’s eyes.

He couldn’t even distinguish if he should suspect him of being a Lowell Family member?

Or suspect him of having intentions for Eleanor Valerius!

The latter was more displeasing.

Sebastian Ford carried his people onward.

At that moment, Eleanor Valerius didn’t have time to speak, merely offered a smile as a greeting to Jasper Sinclair and Damian Lowell.

Was it her imagination?

Did Sebastian Ford seem genuinely sulking perhaps?

Once they reached the private room.

Inside were tatami seats.

Eleanor Valerius hadn’t thought ahead, wearing a short skirt and kneeling sideways on the seat, even forcing it not to reveal anything, still exposing a large portion of her legs.

Today, the people discussing engineering with Sebastian Ford were all men.

Suddenly, Sebastian Ford took his suit jacket off and tossed it over her legs.

Instantly Eleanor Valerius felt a sense of security.

Furthermore, the eyes of others dared not land on her again.

It wasn’t her first time accompanying Sebastian Ford to an engagement.

Usually, she didn’t need to do anything, mainly accompany him, and focus on eating well.

At this moment, her phone received a message.

It was Byron Ford transferring five thousand, along with a threatening note.

"This is the deposit, remember our collaboration must not be known to the third master! As soon as you find the real evidence and hand it to me, I will pay you in installments, and ultimately, the hundred thousand you desire, all can be yours."

A hundred thousand, truly tempting.

Eleanor Valerius knew she couldn’t earn that money; she wouldn’t tell her findings to her second uncle.

Just as she was about to reply.

Suddenly, Sebastian Ford reached out and snatched her phone away.

The chat page remained on their scheming against him with her second uncle.

Eleanor Valerius froze in shock.