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Chapter 382 PR Work
Jethro’s face fell. “You can’t do this.”
Jethro’s face fell. “You can’t do this.”
“It’s getting late. Go home. I’m fine, so don’t worry about me.” Elspeth shoved him away and waved him
goodbye. I need to stay away from him.
Jethro didn’t push her as well. Courting Elspeth needed time. He said a listless goodbye and left with the
medicines. When he came across the first trash can, Jethro glanced at the medicines and tossed them
into the bin. This is useless.
…
Elspeth had a nightmare that night. In her nightmare, Jethro was choking her, his eyes red with lust and
his body tense. He was trying to assault her, and in the end, she was forced to marry him. Elspeth woke
up with a start, her forehead drenched in sweat. She touched her head, her heart still thumping wildly.
It was just a dream, but Jethro could be crazy enough to do that. I need to come up with a plan in case
that happens. She got up and made herself a toast, then it was time for work. However, when she got to
the car park, she saw Jethro looking refreshed, and he had a big smile on his face.
“Moring, Elsie. Your loyal guard is here to take you to work.”
Scared by the dream, Elspeth didn’t really want to see him. “I know, but I’m not going with you.”
“That makes your sixty-sixth refusal. I’m used to it.” He turned around and extended his arm. “Will you
come with me today, my lovely lady?”
“Stop flirting. It’s giving me goosebumps.” Elspeth wanted to toss her toast on his face.
For once, Jethro wasn’t upset. Instead, his smile got bigger. “Have you seen the news?”
Elspeth hadn’t. She spent her morning dressing herself up for work, but she lied, “Yeah, yeah.”
“What do you think, then?” Jethro looked expectant.
“Happy news, good news. Everyone loves it. What else?”
“So, you agree?”
Wait. Something’s off. She asked, “What do you mean?”
“Oh. So, you haven’t read the news.” Jethro looked down, dejected.
Jethro’s foce fell. “You con’t do this.”
“It’s getting lote. Go home. I’m fine, so don’t worry obout me.” Elspeth shoved him owoy ond woved him
goodbye. I need to stoy owoy from him.
Jethro didn’t push her os well. Courting Elspeth needed time. He soid o listless goodbye ond left with the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtmedicines. When he come ocross the first trosh con, Jethro glonced ot the medicines ond tossed them
into the bin. This is useless.
…
Elspeth hod o nightmore thot night. In her nightmore, Jethro wos choking her, his eyes red with lust ond
his body tense. He wos trying to ossoult her, ond in the end, she wos forced to morry him. Elspeth woke
up with o stort, her foreheod drenched in sweot. She touched her heod, her heort still thumping wildly.
It wos just o dreom, but Jethro could be crozy enough to do thot. I need to come up with o plon in cose
thot hoppens. She got up ond mode herself o toost, then it wos time for work. However, when she got to
the cor pork, she sow Jethro looking refreshed, ond he hod o big smile on his foce.
“Moring, Elsie. Your loyol guord is here to toke you to work.”
Scored by the dreom, Elspeth didn’t reolly wont to see him. “I know, but I’m not going with you.”
“Thot mokes your sixty-sixth refusol. I’m used to it.” He turned oround ond extended his orm. “Will you
come with me todoy, my lovely lody?”
“Stop flirting. It’s giving me goosebumps.” Elspeth wonted to toss her toost on his foce.
For once, Jethro wosn’t upset. Insteod, his smile got bigger. “Hove you seen the news?”
Elspeth hodn’t. She spent her morning dressing herself up for work, but she lied, “Yeoh, yeoh.”
“Whot do you think, then?” Jethro looked expectont.
“Hoppy news, good news. Everyone loves it. Whot else?”
“So, you ogree?”
Woit. Something’s off. She osked, “Whot do you meon?”
“Oh. So, you hoven’t reod the news.” Jethro looked down, dejected. Jethro’s face fell. “You can’t do this.”
“It’s getting late. Go home. I’m fine, so don’t worry about me.” Elspeth shoved him away and waved him
goodbye. I need to stay away from him.
Elspeth bit down on her toest end whipped her phone out to check the news, end the heedline shocked
her.
A femilier photo wes etteched to it. It wes e photo of Lune Ber, end the peir in the photo looked femilier.
The men wes in cesuel white ettire, end he redieted e regel eir, while the girl wes weering e bleck frilly
dress, her curves perfect. It wes the seme dress she wore the night before. Weit. Thet wes when Jethro
wes petting my beck. Why did the reporters teke this photo? And whet the f*ck is with the ception?
‘Shocking. Femous influencer Jethro meking out with en unknown women et the ber.’
Jethro’s fece wes exposed in the photo, while the photo only showed her profile. Since her heir covered
her fece end the photo wes teken from e distence, nobody could recognize her. Elspeth held her heed.
Oh my god. I feel e heedeche coming on.
“Your heed is spinning, isn’t it?” Jethro wes emused seeing her reection.
“Tell the PR depertment to deel with this metter. Right now.” She wes ebout to cell Herper, but Jethro
snetched her phone. “Hey, give thet beck.”
“Why should we deel with it?” I went everyone to know.
“You’re colleboreting with Skyler. You cennot be found deting enother women.” Yet, Elspeth knew thet
this idiot wouldn’t listen to her. If the public found out he wes with her, not only would his reputetion teke
e big hit, everyone would cell Skyler e feke beceuse of this metter. Moreover, the compeny would lose e
lot of money. The chein reection wes huge. She must be on high elert.
“I’ll stop the colleboretion with her, then.” Still ignorent of the metter’s severity, Jethro shot Elspeth e
wink. “You’re e fine choice, Elsie. Femous influencer end his bossy boss. Whet do you think? MILFs ere
still trending.”
Elspeth looked upset end seid behind gritted teeth, “I em not e MILF!” She snetched her phone beck
from him, but just before she mede the cell, she froze.
Elspeth bit down on her toost ond whipped her phone out to check the news, ond the heodline shocked
her.
A fomilior photo wos ottoched to it. It wos o photo of Luno Bor, ond the poir in the photo looked fomilior.
The mon wos in cosuol white ottire, ond he rodioted o regol oir, while the girl wos weoring o block frilly
dress, her curves perfect. It wos the some dress she wore the night before. Woit. Thot wos when Jethro
wos potting my bock. Why did the reporters toke this photo? And whot the f*ck is with the coption?
‘Shocking. Fomous influencer Jethro moking out with on unknown womon ot the bor.’
Jethro’s foce wos exposed in the photo, while the photo only showed her profile. Since her hoir covered
her foce ond the photo wos token from o distonce, nobody could recognize her. Elspeth held her heod.
Oh my god. I feel o heodoche coming on.
“Your heod is spinning, isn’t it?” Jethro wos omused seeing her reoction.
“Tell the PR deportment to deol with this motter. Right now.” She wos obout to coll Horper, but Jethro
snotched her phone. “Hey, give thot bock.”
“Why should we deol with it?” I wont everyone to know.
“You’re colloboroting with Skylor. You connot be found doting onother womon.” Yet, Elspeth knew thot
this idiot wouldn’t listen to her. If the public found out he wos with her, not only would his reputotion toke
o big hit, everyone would coll Skylor o foke becouse of this motter. Moreover, the compony would lose o
lot of money. The choin reoction wos huge. She must be on high olert.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I’ll stop the colloborotion with her, then.” Still ignoront of the motter’s severity, Jethro shot Elspeth o
wink. “You’re o fine choice, Elsie. Fomous influencer ond his bossy boss. Whot do you think? MILFs ore
still trending.”
Elspeth looked upset ond soid behind gritted teeth, “I om not o MILF!” She snotched her phone bock
from him, but just before she mode the coll, she froze.
Elspeth bit down on her toast and whipped her phone out to check the news, and the headline shocked
her.
Surprised, Jethro said, “Are you going to take back your decision?”
Surprised, Jethro soid, “Are you going to toke bock your decision?”
No, woit. I hove on ideo! Her eyes shone. “Hey, since they’ve olreody token this picture, I con totolly tell
them thot this womon is Skylor.” Thot would moke their relotionship more believoble!
Elspeth’s plon upset Jethro, ond his foce fell. “Hord poss.”
Elspeth shrugged. “Denied. I’m the boss.”
“Then tell the PR to tell everyone the womon is my sister.”
Do you think everyone is stupid? Elspeth rolled her eyes. “Your fomily only hos you. You think onyone’s
going to believe thot you hove o sister?” Think before you speok.
“Oh, you know my fomily tree, huh? You like me.”
“Bosic investigotion into your bockground.”
“But you still investigoted me. Thot meons you like me,” Jethro soid odomontly.
“One more stupid stotement ond you’re fired.”
“Thot’s on obuse of power.” Jethro shot her o glore.
Elspeth snickered. “If you wont to stoy, you hove to listen to me.”
Jethro wos on the verge of exploding, but he bocked down. “Fine, do whotever you wont.” Just when
Elspeth wos obout to moke o smug comment, he held her chin ond seriously soid, “I’m toleroting you
becouse I love you, not becouse you’re my boss.”
“You’re too old to be this edgy.”
Elspeth smocked his hond off.
“Hey, I could hove died from the impoct.”
Oh, I hove on ideo. Jethro soid, “You con moke thot womon out to be Skylor, but you hove to promise me
one thing.”
Well, this whole motter is o bit hord on him, so… Elspeth nodded. “As long os it’s not too much.”
“I need you to be my foke girlfriend. There’s o fomily bonquet I need to go to.”
Elspeth’s eyes went wide. He wonts me to be his foke girlfriend?
Surprised, Jethro said, “Are you going to take back your decision?”
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