His Dangerous Love

Chapter 64 Slap Jefferson in the Face

Chapter 64 Slap Jefferson in the Face

For a full three seconds, Elianna remained frozen. Her mind went blank, and she even felt like she was dreaming. However, the burning sensation in her palm quickly brought her back to harsh reality.

She did slap Jefferson across the face.

At that moment, Elianna felt as if her life had hit a dead-end.

She slowly lifted her head and stuttered, "I'm sorry, I... I didn't do that on purpose. The car is so cramped, and I genuinely didn't intend to..."

Her voice dwindled down to a whisper.

"Stay seated."

With these two words, he floored the gas pedal.

...

"Asher, you're back!"

The moment Asher entered the house, Kenley held his arm.

"Why did Grandpa want to see you?"

Exhausted and drained, Asher wearily waved his hand and simply replied, "Don't even ask."

After hearing him explain, Kenley's eyes widened in surprise.

"So, is Grandpa trying to let you persuade Mr. Larsen, or perhaps... keep tabs on him?"

Asher hastily interjected.

Then he realized he was back home, and there was no need for such discretion.

Collapsing onto the sofa, he complained while feeling restless, "Who knows? I'm so fed up with all of this."

"Alright," Kenley said as she sat beside him and consoled him, "Asher, didn't you always feel like Grandpa wasn't paying enough attention to you? Now you have this opportunity. If you manage to persuade Jefferson, your standing within the Larsen family will undoubtedly be different."

"Persuade Jefferson? Are you serious?"

Asher had little hope and sighed, "We're talking about Mr. Larsen here. He does as he pleases. How can I question him?"

Thinking of Jefferson's handsome face made Kenley feel a spark in her heart.

"Well, what if I join in to help? He can't be that harsh with women, can he?"

"Jeff doesn't care if you're a woman or not. He..."

Asher paused suddenly.

"But, you know, today I think I saw a woman in his car."

"What?"

Kenley raised her voice and asked, "A woman? How could there be a woman in Mr. Larsen's car?"

Asher seemed puzzled and asked, "Why are you so worked up?"

Realizing she had overreacted, Kenley playfully responded, "I'm just curious."

After pouting for a moment, she urged again, "Come on, tell me, who was it?"

Fortunately, Asher was occupied with his own thoughts, so he didn't dwell on her strange reaction. When he mentioned the woman he saw, he sounded somewhat hesitant.

"To be honest, I didn't get a clear look. I just vaguely saw someone in Jeff's car."

"Why didn't you take a closer look?"

"Jeff hid her in the car, for he didn't want anyone to see her. How could I dare to look?"

At that moment, when he had helped Jefferson open the car door, he glimpsed a figure in the backseat and doubted whether he saw it wrong.

It wasn't until Jefferson went to the backseat and made out with the woman that he was certain.

Speaking of it, Asher also grew curious.

"I wonder who that captivating woman is. Jeff won't let her out of his sight for even a moment, and even took her back to the Larsen's mansion."

...

Meanwhile, the woman Asher referred to as "captivating" was being pulled by her arm until she fell onto a bed.

Elianna watched the man standing beside the bed, feeling extremely anxious.

Dim light cast shadows over his brows, and his eyes looked grim. He was staring at her like a predator stalking its prey.

With the slap mark on his face, Jefferson was smiling, but his smile looked creepy.

Sensing danger, Elianna instinctively took a step back and quietly crawled to the edge of the bed on her back. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"Listen to me, I didn't intend to hit you."

She had barely moved a couple of steps when he firmly grabbed her ankle.

Jefferson grinned while looking at her nervous expression and asked, "Do you know what I've been thinking about all the way?"

His firm grip left marks on her delicate ankle.

"I've been thinking about how I should punish you to make up for that slap."

With those words, he suddenly pulled her closer.

She screamed.

Her back was pressed against the bed, and she felt it was burning hot.