Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 167: Who Left Those Kiss Marks on You?

Chapter 167: Chapter 167: Who Left Those Kiss Marks on You?

Eleanor Valerius was frightened by her own thoughts.

This is Sebastian Ford’s child!

Besides, how could she secretly give birth to a child?

The consequences of Sebastian finding out, she couldn’t even dare to imagine.

That night, Eleanor originally thought she would have insomnia again.

However, after lying in bed, she could still smell the lingering scent that belonged to him, an absolute sense of dominance.

The habit of reliance was like an addiction in her subconscious.

Eleanor slept well and was drawn in deeper.

The next day.

Eleanor didn’t expect Julia Ford to arrive angrily on her doorstep.

"Why did you meet with Lawyer Lowell yesterday? You are no longer in charge of the Sinclair Family’s planning case, why are you still entangled with him? And meeting at night! I warned you not to get close to Lawyer Lowell, how could you!"

Julia Ford stormed in and questioned Eleanor harshly.

"How did you know?"

Eleanor retorted.

"I saw it with my own eyes! Lawyer Lowell isn’t answering my calls, what on earth did you talk about last night!"

Julia glared at her angrily, mumbling with complaints, "I told my uncle to keep an eye on you, he must have already talked to you last night, you must listen to him! When it comes to business, if you need to meet Lawyer Lowell, I should be present too. You can’t meet him for personal reasons!"

Last night, she couldn’t help but call her uncle to ask about this matter. Hearing his bad mood, it must be because Eleanor was disobedient.

"My uncle is your elder; you’d better behave and not make him angry!"

Eleanor was speechless.

So it was Julia who had been snitching on her, leading Sebastian to block her and punish her.

"What is your definition of being obedient? I’m a person first, then his niece. His opinions aren’t the most important to me. Lawyer Lowell is my friend, and I don’t need to explain myself to you or anyone else when meeting with a friend, right?"

Is there some genetic trait of dominance in the Ford Family?

Eleanor stood up to leave, her collar slightly open, revealing the love marks on her collarbone, which Julia’s sharp eyes noticed.

"How did you get these marks on your body?"

Julia’s eyes widened, rushing over to ask her urgently, "Last night, you only met with Lawyer Lowell and my uncle, and it couldn’t have been my uncle, could it have been Lawyer Lowell? You two... how could you...

Eleanor Valerius! Did you seduce my Lawyer Lowell? I used to sympathize with you, how could you steal my man!"

Damian Lowell and Julia Ford together?

Eleanor was puzzled.

But she couldn’t explain the marks, especially when Julia ruled out the correct answer first.

"Julia Ford, are you going to tell on me again? Either to Mom or to Uncle, you’re using your position to bully me, and I can’t afford to provoke you."

"I... I wasn’t going to tattle!"

Julia was embarrassed from being egged on, and could only stubbornly say, "Lawyer Lowell is mine, I won’t let you take him. Just watch and see!"

After watching her leave, Eleanor gently shook her head and chuckled.

"I really want to get far away from the Ford Family."

She suddenly remembered what Sebastian Ford had said before he left last night.

Face the consequences, she was afraid she couldn’t afford them.

Like the secret in her belly.

...

In the afternoon, Damian Lowell came to the Valerius Family to pick up Eleanor.

Regina Jennings did not pursue what happened last night.

She was busy going to the beauty salon for training, lest she be abandoned by Mrs. Croft’s team.

The Valerius Family was in crisis, and she had to be prepared while keeping Eleanor, who’s like a mad dog that bites without barking, under control!

"Mom, I’m going out on a date."

Eleanor deliberately disguised her plan of action in front of Regina Jennings.

Sitting in the car, her smile remained unchanged, but her voice cooled down, "Because of me, Mrs. Croft has already begun to distrust Regina Jennings. She might become a scapegoat. Either she’ll be used and then pushed out to take the fall, or Regina Jennings will abandon ship to save herself first."

"As long as a crime is committed, one cannot escape the law. We must trust that justice will not be absent."

Damian’s gentle smile showed he was drawn to Eleanor’s resilient demeanor.

"Yes, Lawyer Lowell is a good lawyer."

Eleanor smiled.

She was suddenly curious about the ambiguous relationship between Damian Lowell and Julia Ford, and how they managed it so subtly?

No matter how love-struck Julia was, she would have limits, surely he had made his position clear.

Yet, now he was only Lawyer Lowell, not Vincent, so she couldn’t directly ask.

...

Tonight, the Crofts were hosting a grand private gala at a hotel.

Damian had arranged in advance to bring Eleanor secretly into the backstage dressing room.

"Tonight, I can’t stay by your side to protect you; it’s complicated here, and there may be danger. The necklace I gave you has a GPS alarm and can also function as a communicator. If anything happens, remember to contact me. Don’t be rash; revenge can wait."

"Alright, thank you."

Eleanor was clear about her target.

Because of her pregnancy, she wouldn’t let herself take unnecessary risks.

She then mingled into the performers’ crowd wearing a ball gown and a mask.

Damian headed to the main event in the ballroom.

Most of the people making small talk with him were asking about the Second Young Master Sinclair.

After all, the value of Lawyer Lowell’s personal identity wasn’t that significant.

Looking at these people flattering those above and stepping on those below, Damian hid a darker intention behind his gentle gaze through his glasses.

If the Lowell Family hadn’t gone bankrupt back then, he would also have been the proud young master of a privileged family.

Suddenly, Damian saw Sebastian Ford stride in amid the fawning voices of the crowd.

Third Master Ford was truly the powerful figure in Aethelgard who could manipulate everything.

"Mr. Ford! It’s such an honor to have you here!"

The bearded Mr. Croft smiled insincerely, standing next to the gracefully elegant Mrs. Croft, who looked like a perfect match for him.

"Zoe, you and Mr. Ford have met at a social event, don’t be shy, make sure to greet him."

Mrs. Croft proudly presented her daughter.

At that moment, Zoe Croft blushed shyly, knowing she had to seize the chance to win over Master Ford.

Sebastian held a wine glass, his gaze cold and detached.

Seeing Damian there confirmed his suspicion that Eleanor was also present.

The jealousy from last night had now built up into a rage, and he was trying to stay calm but also losing control, drawn toward her.

"Mr. Ford, there’s a quiet VIP box on the second floor, perfect for watching the dance show and maybe discussing business over some drinks."

Mr. Croft personally wanted to entertain his most important guest.

It’s evident that the show in the private box was Mrs. Croft’s carefully prepared seductive offering.

Sebastian did not refuse.

Then, as he was heading upstairs through the glass corridor, he encountered Eleanor face-to-face.

Disguised in the dancers’ uniform attire, Eleanor was blending into the group.

Her tall figure and exotic heavy makeup failed to hide her pure and bright eyes.

Even those familiar with her would find it hard to recognize her.

Yet Sebastian recognized her instantly.

Her attire clearly suggested that she was out to investigate, and though the dress wasn’t particularly revealing, seeing her evoked his possessive anger.

Seeking revenge is challenging, as is asking for his help.

Why couldn’t she just spend her energy on captivating him!

"Mr. Ford, this way please."

Mr. Croft gently reminded with a smile.

Upon hearing that, Eleanor suddenly froze.

With her head down, she was scanning her surroundings and hadn’t expected to encounter Sebastian here!

Did he recognize her?

She stopped in her tracks, her breath slightly erratic from tension.

Last night Sebastian was already angry, and if he found out about her, he would undoubtedly expose her identity!

At that moment, Sebastian lazily squinted his eyes and slowly walked toward Eleanor.

The distance between them became smaller and smaller.

Eleanor’s heart leaped into her throat, she didn’t dare to even sneak a glance at him.

In the end, Sebastian didn’t look at her, not even pausing as he brushed right past her.

Did he not recognize her? Or did he see through her disguise and not care?

The crisis was over.

Eleanor thought she would sigh in relief, but her chest seemed to ache even more.

The "face the consequences" remark Sebastian mentioned last night, did it mean he was going to let her go?

This was clearly a good thing; why couldn’t she bring herself to smile?