His Dangerous Love

Chapter 20 Meet an Old Acquaintance

Chapter 20 Meet an Old Acquaintance

Alicia appeared.

Even though it wasn't her domain, Alicia took the stage with much enthusiasm.

She walked down from a high position in a trailing dress covered with hand-sewn diamonds, clutching the hand of the person beside her. Her demeanor was proud, like a queen inspecting her domain.

Nola pinched her brows slightly, apparently disapproving of her pompous display.

Just as Nola was going to speak to Elianna, she noticed that Elianna had her back toward Alicia with a pale face.

"Anna, what's wrong with you?"

"Anna?"

Elianna could no longer hear Nola's voice. She shivered all over, her stomach spasming as though trying to disgorge the horror inside her.

If she hadn't misread it, the person next to Alicia was Brett.

Did Brett's appearance mean that he was here as well?

Brett was always following him around in Elfold.

"Anna?"

Elianna returned to reality and pushed herself to reply, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Why is your face suddenly so awful?" Nola worriedly inquired.

"I... I don't feel well in my stomach."

Just as she considered making an excuse to go, some people around her started chatting.

"Why is it only Alicia? Isn't Mr. Gibson supposed to be here?"

"He's not coming. He was meant to come, but he was hospitalized due to a relapse of an old illness, so he sent someone from the Patrick family to accompany Alicia."

"I see."

The two people casually speaking had no idea that what they were saying happened to calm Elianna's nervous mind.

Hearing that the person wasn't here, Eliana finally breathed in some fresh air.

But she couldn't relax because Brett had seen her more than once.

Nola pulled Elianna's arm down as she was buried in thought. "Anna, Jefferson has arrived."

Looking in the direction, Elianna met Jefferson's eyes unexpectedly.

When their gazes locked, Elianna's heart trembled.

Her line of sight was suddenly blocked.

It turned out to be the same woman who had driven the Maserati earlier.

The woman daringly grabbed Jefferson's arm and placed a glass of wine to his lips.

"Jefferson, would you do me the honor?" Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Albert, who was behind them, was taken aback by this move.

Jefferson bent his head and smiled at the woman's compliment.

"Alright, you drink first."

The woman felt Jefferson was flirting with her and became aroused, nodding repeatedly. "Okay, I'll drink first."

She also thought Jefferson wasn't as terrible as rumored.

Before she could raise the glass to her mouth, it was held down. "Wait."

Jefferson took a drag and snuffed out the cigarette in the glass. Then he tapped the rim.

"Drink."

The woman's expression abruptly changed. She forced a smile. "You're joking, Jefferson. How can anyone drink this?"

Jefferson cast a casual glance at her hand clinging to his arm. "Either drink or lose a hand."

The woman initially thought that Jefferson was joking, but she shivered when she met his deep and unfathomable gaze.

She let go of his arm as if she had been electrified and then gritted her teeth to sip the wine. She hurried away in despair without daring to lift her head.

In less than three minutes, the procedure was over, but Nola seemed very uneasy.

"Anna, you are after all Jefferson's sister-in-law. He ought not to treat us in this manner."

Elianna did not respond. Even a god, let alone her as a mortal, would have trouble understanding Jefferson's thoughts.

She would never have approached him and courted disaster if she hadn't gone to the retreat to visit her brother.

Jefferson was going to enter where there were more people, so if she missed this chance now, it would be hard to find another one later.

Elianna, therefore, approached him without thinking.

"Jefferson."