Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 137: The First Time Master Ford Fell for a Woman

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Chapter 137: Chapter 137: The First Time Master Ford Fell for a Woman

On this day, Jenson Lancaster suffered the greatest humiliation of his life.

"Eleanor Valerius! I’m going to drag you and your lover out for public shaming! Clearly, you were the one who cheated on and betrayed me first!"

Due to the deep night, along with some distance, and his current emotional breakdown losing all rationality.

Jenson Lancaster hysterically went mad, unable to see the true face of the big shot inside the car.

He didn’t even notice the Ford Family’s license plate or the White Jade Ring signifying status on the big shot’s left thumb.

Eleanor Valerius deliberately kept Sebastian Ford blocked inside the car, not letting him show up.

"Stop Jenson Lancaster."

She spoke softly.

At the moment, Sebastian Ford cooperated with her ambush, bending down to hide in the car, unwilling to let go of her soft waist.

Eleanor Valerius’s assault was gentle, scattering his anger.

But Jenson Lancaster’s presence was particularly unpleasant.

The Ford Family’s bodyguards were well aware of Miss Valerius’s status and acted swiftly.

Jenson Lancaster cursed, attempting to rush over to catch the affair, but was immediately pinned to the ground by the Ford Family’s bodyguards.

In his breakdown, he continued to curse madly.

Unhappy, Sebastian Ford frowned, lightly tapping the car door as a reminder.

Then, the Ford Family’s bodyguards realized, someone covered Jenson Lancaster’s mouth, while another taught him a lesson.

Jenson Lancaster, both physically and mentally devastated, was ultimately thrown far away by the Ford Family’s bodyguards.

At this moment, Eleanor Valerius laughed against Sebastian Ford’s neck.

"Your lover tortured my ex-fiancé miserably. You must be pleased."

"Aren’t you the one who’s pleased?"

Sebastian Ford held on, not wanting to let go, but still pretended to lightly push her away.

Eleanor Valerius stepped back, innocently blinking at him.

God knows, Sebastian Ford is truly mesmerizing!

The well-tailored suit outlined his tall and upright figure, with his tie loosened and collar unbuttoned twice.

He sat at the car door, his long legs casually stretched in tailored trousers, his handsome face hidden amidst the interplay of light and shadow, his thin lips seemingly smiling, projecting a lazy break from restraint.

Yet, Sebastian Ford’s gaze was angry, and his tone carried a tinge of sarcastic acidity.

"You’re quite skilled, you just pounce when you want to play with me, don’t take responsibility afterwards, and even use me to get back at your ex-fiancé."

"Yes, the daughters from the Valerius Family are all very capable."

Eleanor Valerius didn’t refute but continued with his words: "Master Ford hasn’t seen a bad woman like me, obviously couldn’t resist, without some tricks to captivate you, I wouldn’t dare provoke you~"

For some reason, hearing her self-deprecate as a "bad woman," Sebastian Ford felt uncomfortable.

Perhaps he had heard too many slanders against her today.

He didn’t even allow her to belittle herself.

"If you wish to leave the Valerius Family, it’s not impossible."

Sebastian Ford spoke vaguely, giving Eleanor Valerius a chance to stay by his side forever.

For a moment, Eleanor Valerius was slightly dazed.

"And then, I should depend on you to live?"

Her question was a mocking refusal.

The most forbidden thing in a lovers’ game is to develop genuine feelings for your partner.

Both were restrained, not letting the loss of control in bed spill into real life.

"Depending on me would mean being with me night and day, isn’t that good?"

Sebastian Ford lazily squinted his eyes, looking at the still dazzling Eleanor Valerius standing under the light.

He guessed she faced dilemmas in the Valerius Family but stopped himself from investigating or interfering.

"No~ Master Ford might get tired of it."

The playful gleam in Eleanor Valerius’s eyes showed no true emotion.

She was unwilling to become Sebastian Ford’s accessory.

Choosing to return to the Valerius Family was because, whoever she asked, faced the same confinement without freedom.

Perhaps Regina Jennings felt more familiar, whereas Sebastian Ford brought many unknown uncontrollable emotions.

Sebastian Ford’s influence on her could become her weakness.

Therefore, she deliberately wanted to distance herself from him and certainly couldn’t let him discover her secrets.

"Sebastian Ford, I want to be the red mole of your heart."

"I really can’t manage you."

Sebastian Ford chuckled, unsure himself of these complex emotions.

He was attracted to Eleanor Valerius’s stubbornness yet angry at himself for not truly conquering her.

The soft, seductive little fox was what truly made him unable to stop.

"How am I, I’m clearly very obedient."

Eleanor Valerius hid her thoughts, suddenly leaning in, almost touching his thin lips.

"Did you come to see me, aren’t you angry anymore?"

He said nothing, so she opened her mouth and gently bit him.

Suddenly, Sebastian Ford pinched her face, squinting his eyes, coolly said: "I was just passing by, not here to see you. Eleanor Valerius, you haven’t regained my forgiveness for breaking your promise. You at least need to show me some sincerity in your attempt to win my affection; whether you can keep your lover is your decision."

Her active seduction wasn’t his reward, but his retribution.

Everything out of control, all breaks from the norm, was the incurable origin.

Then, Eleanor Valerius was once again pushed away by Sebastian Ford.

She didn’t approach again but watched him close the car door and leave.

To appease him, as long as the waist was soft enough, there was no difficulty.

But she had to reevaluate how her relationship with Sebastian Ford should continue.

...

Bar.

VIP resting area.

Sebastian Ford threw his suit jacket beside him, lazily resting his long legs on the coffee table, leaning against the sofa, with both cigarette and wine in hand.

Outside, the dance floor’s music was lively, yet it was a silence here.

Wayne Wainwright and Nathan Kendrick drank silently without a word.

The scene seemed familiar; how long had it been since Master Ford was heartbroken again?

"Master Ford, the Lancaster Family has already been dealt with, what else troubles you?"

Wayne Wainwright casually asked.

Clearly, Sebastian Ford was waiting to broach a topic, lowly answering: "I’m troubled about how to privatize the little fox."

"Marry her."

Sebastian Ford’s sharp gaze glanced at Wayne Wainwright.

"Make it clear, I only have uncontrollable possessiveness towards Eleanor Valerius. I don’t need feelings, let alone marriage. I can’t stand Eleanor Valerius’s constant ambiguity and her unilateral scheme to use me. Master Ford, how could I lose?"

"Can you figure it out yourself, Master Ford?"

Wayne Wainwright smiled, exposing him: "You don’t love her, won’t marry her, yet you want her to love you without reservation, to hand over her vulnerability to you. Do you want to conquer her, or do you wish to protect and give her a sense of security?"

This question certainly echoed in Sebastian Ford’s mind.

"Eleanor Valerius won’t love me without reservations."

Initially, what interested him was her inexperienced body and boldly provocative yet sober mind.

His dilemma was also his proud boast.

Thus, Sebastian Ford’s contradictory thoughts were noticed by romance expert Wayne Wainwright.

"You like Eleanor Valerius’s stubbornness, yet want to conquer it. You desire her to lose the fatal attraction that draws you, to ultimately tire and discard her.

Yet Eleanor Valerius can predict your intentions, slipping from your grasp, using the push-pull tactic making you unable to extricate yourself. This is Master Ford’s first time being trapped by a woman, experiencing such abnormal loss of control symptoms is normal."

Wayne Wainwright exposed Sebastian Ford’s inner thoughts.

After a moment of silence.

He puffed smoke, with pretentious seriousness, asked: "Am I that pathetic?"

Wayne Wainwright: "..."

Nathan Kendrick: "..."

Mason Monroe: "..."

The answer seemed ready to emerge.

Sebastian Ford laughed self-mockingly, dangerously squinting eyes realized: "Turns out I’m the prey being toyed with by Eleanor Valerius."

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