Domineering Love

Chapter 47 Mr. Williams, Are You Going to Sell Me?

Robert replied straightforward, "Deal."

Elizabeth asked warily, "What do you want me to do for you..."

His eyes were elusive. She guessed for a long time without any clue.

However, Robert pinched her cheek with a smile. "After all, I won't sell you. Do the first thing for me

tonight."

Elizabeth was quite nervous with him.

She thought about it and asked tentatively, "I'm helping you to repay your help. Now, we should be

friends, right?"

He frowned. "If you think so."

Elizabeth smiled and pretended to be obedient. "Then ordinary friends have to keep a safe distance

from each other. I don't want our relationship to cause any unnecessary trouble, so I will try my best to

do what you want, but there must be a distance between us. For example, tonight, you see, my car is

parked in the hospital. It will be troublesome if I don't drive it away. How about this, you lead the way in

front and I will follow you. I promise I won't run away." Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Looking at her pretending to be silly and obedient, Robert was really amused.

Was she going to put him as a friend in order to avoid being fucked by him?

In the end, Robert allowed Elizabeth to drive her car.

She had no idea what Robert was going to do with her tonight, so she drove followed him obediently.

But when they arrived at the place, Elizabeth was dumbfounded.

Robert actually took her to a hotpot restaurant.

Elizabeth got out of the car and walked up to him in confusion.

Robert took her hand, led her into the luxuriously furnished and exquisite restaurant. Although it was a

hot pot restaurant, there was a state banquet style.

As soon as Elizabeth sat down, Robert thrust the menu at her.

"Help yourself to anything you like."

She looked at the menu, chose a few, and felt a little hungry.

Elizabeth bit her lip nervously, was tempted to ask, "Didn't you say you wanted me to do three things

for you? The first thing, was it to eat hotpot with you?"

Robert snorted and knocked on the table with his index finger.

"Keep dreaming! Eat first, and then do the business."

"Hmm," Elizabeth replied in a daze.

Then she realized that something was wrong.

After dinner.

...

Even though she had butterflies in her stomach, the copper hot pot hit the spot.

Elizabeth had none of the affectations of the rich girl.

She quite preferred to eat hotpot, but Marvin didn't like this kind of heavy oil and spicy food. Even if

Elizabeth liked it, there was no chance of eating it.

To her surprise, Robert seemed to be an inscrutable bigwig. He was not only the shareholding director

of the listed corporation, but also the dominating figure of the underworld and the legal society.

Everyone was afraid of Mr. Williams' reputation, whether they were powerful or rich.

But Elizabeth didn't expect that the way he ate was so, secular.

Especially as Robert boiled meat and didn't forget to put more on her plate.

He urged her, "You're eating too slowly. The meat is getting old."

Maybe the hotpot was too spicy, maybe she was too nervous, Elizabeth felt her neck was getting

hotter...

Fortunately, it was obvious that the restaurant was not run by ordinary people. Although it was

mealtime, there were no other diners except them.

Otherwise, if someone saw the big shot serving her, once she walked out of the door, she would

probably become the target of public criticism.

…

However, it turned out that Elizabeth's worries were not just imaginings.

This dinner was not just a dinner. When she was satiated, a man who once frightened her appeared.

Buck's tall figure stood at the table.

Elizabeth immediately remembered the terrible night. It was the man called Mr. Buck who forced her to

drink half a bottle of spirit, which made her have a bad stomachache.

Looking at Mr. Buck's solemn face, Elizabeth couldn't help looking at Robert for help.

"Mr. Williams, this is..."

However, Buck's attitude had changed. He politely took the initiative to reach out his hand and said,

"Hello, Miss Bennett. I'm Buck. If you want to, you can call me Mr. Buck."

Elizabeth looked at his outstretched hand and felt embarrassed for a moment. If she didn't reach out

her hand, it was disrespectful. But if she reached out her hand, she was afraid of the man who seemed

to be elegant but had a chill in his eyes.

Buck seemed to see the panic in her eyes and put his hand away.

Then he chuckled and said in a deep voice, "Are you afraid of me?"

Elizabeth was panicked by his dry tone and subconsciously hid behind.

Robert frowned and reprimanded him. "Mr. Buck, don't scare the young lady. She's not smart at all. Are

you responsible for the loss?"

Hearing his words, Elizabeth's eyes flashed with gratitude. But after two seconds, her face changed...

"What do you mean 'not smart'?", she said.

Robert snorted and said, "Have you had enough? Go if you're full."

Elizabeth was full. She nodded and then was led into Buck's bulletproof car by Robert.

She got in the car only to realize that it was wrong. These two men were each less like good people

than the other.

She had no sense of security at all.

Elizabeth touched her bag and took out the car key while saying, "My car is still outside the restaurant.

I have to drive..."

Robert squint at her with a faint smile, not surprised to see that she didn’t touch anything.

She looked at his astute face and asked, "Where's my car key?"

Robert patted the back of her head and said, "When you went to the bathroom, I asked the driver to

drive the car back for you. There's no other way, the place where Mr. Buck lives is more secluded. It's

more convenient to take his car there."

Elizabeth was excited and shouted, "You let the driver drive back to my house?"

Robert looked at her with disdain.

"Relax. I asked the driver to drive your car to the parking lot of Riverside College."

She was relieved. If Marvin found out that her car had been driven back by Robert's driver... That would

be terrible. Would she have a chance to live tomorrow?

Robert squinted and hooked her chin with his long finger.

"Are you that afraid of Marvin? Aren't you afraid of me? Tell me who you're more afraid of."

Elizabeth thought about it and turned to look at Buck sitting opposite...

…

After a long drive, the bullet-proof car drove up a small hill.

She got out of the car, and it turned out to be a castle-like building in front of her.

Plots of all kinds of scary films were about to emerge in Elizabeth's mind.

When the three of them walked to the gate of the castle, she was so worried about her safety and could

not help but reach out to grab Robert's sleeve.

"Mr. Williams... Are you sure you won't sell me?"