His Dangerous Love

Chapter 49 Mr. Larsen's Eccentricity

Chapter 49 Mr. Larsen's Eccentricity

Brett didn't understand why Jefferson had suddenly come and was afraid he would recognize his sister-in-law.

After giving Elianna a warning look, he turned to look at Jefferson with a smile and said, "Mr. Larsen, please stop teasing me. I'm just taking a break from my tight schedule."

"Really?"

Ignoring his nervousness, Jefferson walked in, sat on the sofa, and made a "please" gesture, saying, "Continue! You can regard me as an invisible person."

Brett was dumbfounded and said, "Well..."

Jefferson shot him a sideways look and asked, "Are you unwilling?"

His innated aggressiveness made Brett unable to refuse and suspect he had the eccentricity of watching others have sex. Although the speculation sounded absurd, it was the only possible explanation.

Jefferson ran out of his impatience and fiercely asked, "Can't you understand my words." NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

"Yes, I can!"

In Elfold, he had heard Mr. Larsen was perverse, ruthless, and moody. So, he dared not offend him. But in such a situation, his sexual urges had long disappeared.

Brett stiffly walked toward Elianna. If he pressed himself on her, the movement would be too big. So, he sat next to her.

Wearing a white feather mask, Elianna looked at Jefferson with complicated emotions in her eyes. She didn't understand his intention either.

If he wanted to help her, why had not he stopped Brett? If not, why had he come?

Brett grabbed her shoulders, forced her to face him, and pushed his disgusting face close to her.

He planned to perfunctorily kiss her. If she struggled, her mask might fall off. So, he squeezed her shoulders extremely hard.

Elianna frowned in pain. But kissing Brett in front of Jefferson was much more torturous than the pain in her shoulders.

When Brett's lips were about to touch her, Jefferson suddenly stood up.

Brett had always been paying attention to him, so he immediately stopped and asked, "Mr. Larsen, what's wrong?"

Jefferson dragged a chair over, sat cross-legged opposite them, and kindly smiled, "I can see more details in this place. Do you mind it?"

Brett didn't dare to say yes. So, he put on a smile and replied, "No, I don't mind."

Jefferson sat so close to them that his knee touched Elianna's. She shrank her neck but didn't avoid it.

Brett often accompanied his superiors, so he was good at gauging people's minds. Even though Jefferson had not said anything more, he sensed a trace of weirdness in the atmosphere and suspected he had come for Elianna. Or maybe he had long recognized Elianna and was making fun of him!

No matter which speculation was right, he felt scared and broke out in a cold sweat.

But Jefferson was urging, "What are you waiting for? Don't dampen my spirits!"

The coldness in his smile made Brett bounce up from the ground. Now, he was sure that Jefferson had come to make trouble for him.

Even though he was standing, Jefferson still looked more aggressive than him.

Brett dryly laughed, "I dare not dampen your spirits, but I suddenly remember I have something urgent to deal with."

Fearing Jefferson would refuse to let him go, he mentioned the Gibson family, saying, "It's Ms. Gibson's business. Mr. Larsen, Mr. Gibson asked me to take good care of her, so I must leave now."

When Jefferson indifferently fiddled with the lighter, the clicking sounds were grinding Brett's nerves.

He had a lot of dealings with wealthy people, so he knew how scary they were. And Jefferson was one of the most ruthless men among them.

When Brett's nerves tensed to the extreme, Jefferson finally spoke.