His Dangerous Love

Chapter 130 He Looked Like a Playboy

Chapter 130 He Looked Like a Playboy

The wound had just been rinsed with cold water and the temperature was low, but Jefferson's kiss was hot.

Jefferson maliciously licked the red area, which caused Elianna to tremble uncontrollably until her tears welled up. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

When Elianna was finally released, the wound had been numb in pain.

Elianna couldn't suffer in vain. So she looked at him with teary eyes. "Have you cooled down, Mr. Larsen?"

Jefferson sneered and ran his fingers from her cheek to her neck.

"Just getting started."

Elianna shrank back, about to say something, when suddenly there was a noise outside.

Someone had entered!

How could this be? Hadn't Roger's henchman left?

If someone saw Roger in such a state, they wouldn't be able to leave.

In her state of panic, Jefferson casually walked out.

Elianna wanted to stop him, but it was too late. She had to follow him out.

However, the situation outside was different from what she had imagined. It was a stunningly beautiful woman standing at the door.

When the woman saw Jefferson, she greeted coldly, "Mr. Larsen."

Upon seeing Roger unconscious on the couch, she looked a little pleased.

But she quickly held back these emotions. "I'll take you out."

Elianna was confused, watching blankly Jefferson and the woman walking out.

Jefferson frowned as he saw her motionless. "Come on, reluctant to leave?"

The woman finally looked at Elianna and furrowed slightly. "Who is she..."

Jefferson confidently wrapped his arm around her waist. "My young brother's fiancee."

A hint of surprise briefly appeared on the woman's cold face, but she quickly concealed it.

She nodded as a form of greeting.

She led them out through a different route from the one Elianna came, passed through several doors, and quickly came outside.

The woman stopped in her tracks. "If I go any further, I'll be recognized. You two can go on your own."

"Okay, thank you."

She seemed to have something else to say, but with Elianna present, she simply nodded and went back.

......

After coming out of Fantasy Club, Elianna let out a sigh of relief, and her mind also got clear.

"That woman is from the Fantasy Club?"

"Roger's mistress."

Elianna blurted out, "So, he got cheated on?"

Jefferson, who was about to start the car, paused and turned his head, sneering, "Do I look like someone who enjoys seducing others' wives?"

Elianna felt a bit awkward. "That's not what I meant. It's just, um..."

"Enough."

"Mind your own business. Explain to me why you're here."

Jefferson turned the steering wheel and smirked, "You have less than half an hour left."

Elianna's smile froze on her face, and she remained quiet all the way.

She racked her brain and came up with one reason after another, only to give up.

Until the car arrived at the gates of the Antequs Compound, she still hadn't thought of a decent excuse.

Instead of leading her to the bedroom as usual, Jefferson walked into the living room, unbuttoning his collar along the way.

He sat on the sofa with his legs up and looked at Elianna trailing behind him. "You can start."

The living room was sparsely decorated, with only the necessary furniture such as sofas and tables.

It seemed more like an interrogation in such a spacious place.

Elianna became nervous even before she could speak, her fingers curling up.

She swallowed and said, "Mr. Larsen, you know that the Gentry family is not as clean as it appears. so there are many things that I can't refuse."

Elianna said in her heart, "Mrs. Gentry, I'm sorry. I have no choice but to let you take the fall."

"Oh?"

Jefferson leaned forward, his gaze fixed on her. "What do you mean? You were forced?"

Elianna had to bite the bullet and nodded.

"It explains the matter."

Jefferson held his phone and smiled kindly, "I'll call Mrs. Gentry now and help you refuse her."