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Chapter 466
He walked up to Eleanor, his tall posture giving off an unexplainable oppressive vibe.
Eleanor watched him get closer, feeling a bit nervous, and stepped back slightly to put some distance
between thern.
The man, through his glasses, estimated the distance between them and stepped forward once more.
Eleanor subconsciously took another step back, but he relentlessly followed suit.
With this back–and–forth, Eleanor’s back was pressed against the office desk, as if she was about to
be forced to sit on it.
Eleanor seemed a bit uneasy, slightly raising her soft chin, looking up at Bernard, “You…”
The man leaned down, pressing her against the desk, his deep voice whispered, “Eleanor, I’m here for
you to sign the contract.”
Eleanor leaned back again, looking down at him, “Just sign it then; don’t stand so close.”
The corner of Bernard’s lips lifted slightly as he moved closer to Eleanor’s ear,
“We’ve been closer before, don’t worry about this.”
His bold words, accompanied by his hot breath, made Eleanor’s ears tingle instantly.
Eleanor awkwardly turned her head, pushing him away forcefully, getting off the desk and walking to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthe office reception area.
She adjusted her mindset, putting on a business–like demeanor as Emilia, and gestured for Bernard to
sit,
“Mr. Laurence, please have a seat.”
Dressed in a light–colored professional suit, with neatly cut short hair, her beautiful face exuded an
intellectual and elegant aura.
Bernard gazed at her affectionately, wanting to embrace her, but fearing that he might scare her by
rushing things.
He resisted the urge to have her, sitting down on the sofa as she suggested.
As soon as he sat down, Eleanor immediately called out to the door, “Mr. Hooper, make some coffee!”
If Pearce came in, she wouldn’t be so embarrassed.
However, Pearce, who was being pinned against the wall and had his mouth covered by Aidyn, could
only stare at him helplessly.
Aidyn was also irritated, staring back at him. If it weren’t for fear of Pearce disturbing Mr. Laurence,
would he really need to pin him against the wall like a protective husband?
Pearce thought to himself, “You’re pinning me against the wall like a woman; you might as well just
punch me to death!”
Seeing that no one was coming in, Eleanor quickly stood up, intending to make the coffee herself, but
was stopped by Bernard, who grabbed her hand.
With a gentle tug, Eleanor found herself sitting on his lap, her heart racing as she tried to get up, but he
held her waist down.
“Eleanor, I don’t want coffee.” Bernard said.
“What do you want to drink then? I’ll get it for you.”
Eleanor tried to seize the opportunity to leave, but he held her struggling body in place.
His gaze clearly shifted to her lips, which looked soft, moist, and utterly tempting.
Eleanor saw him staring at her lips, knowing what he was thinking, and forcefully broke free from his
embrace.
Leaning on his chest, she pushed him down and used the opportunity to get off his lap.
Just as she steadied herself, her slender waist was encircled by a hand.
A man embraced her from behind, making her turn and sit on his lap.
His strong, broad arms wrapped tightly around her petite frame. He lowered his head, resting his cheek
on her soft hair.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBernard’s chest pressed against her back, gradually warming up. The fresh scent of his shower
lingered on him, making it hard to resist. This faint fragrance filled her nostrils, causing Eleanor to doubt
if he was deliberately trying to seduce her.
She lowered her head, looking at the hands holding her tightly, and reminded him, “Mr. Laurence, don’t
forget, you’re here to sign a
contract.”
A hint of amusement flashed in Bernard’s eyes as he softly replied, “No rush.”
Eleanor opened her mouth, bluntly responding, “You might not be in a hurry, but I am.”
Bernard released one hand, hooked her chin, and made her look back at him, “Oh? What are you in a
hurry for?”
His ‘oh?‘ seemed to be deliberately teasing her, his voice carrying a pleased upward inflection.
Eleanor pinched her palm, glancing at the man wearing gold–rimmed glasses, “If you keep doing this,
we won’t cooperate anymore.”
Bernard raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised that his seduction tactics weren’t working on Eleanor.
It seemed that the book Cedric had sent him last night, How to Chase Girls like a Real Man, wasn’t of
much use after all.
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