His Dangerous Love

Chapter 54 I Would Make You Satisfied Next Time

Chapter 54 I Would Make You Satisfied Next Time

[I'll try my best. I'll make you satisfied next time.]

It was a very submissive statement, but Jefferson seemed to see Elianna through the screen, who buttered him up with a fake smile on her reluctant face.

Jefferson's eyes were fixed on the screen while he kept scrolling up. And he saw their chat history.

[Jefferson, you had a hard day yesterday. Skipping breakfast is bad for your health, especially your kidneys.]

[You wanna die?]

[Just kidding. Since I have been lining up to buy breakfast for you though I was worn out, why don't you eat the breakfast?]

...

Pleasing Jefferson was a tricky thing to do. She could neither be too submissive nor too rebellious, so she had to find some balance.

Looking at the key in her hand, Elianna felt that she had handled it just right.

Elianna took a shower, barely keeping her eyes open. And as soon as she slumped over the bed, she drifted off to sleep.

Elianna woke up in the afternoon.

She felt pain after a night's sleep and didn't want to get out of bed.

Elianna reached for her cell phone to check the time and saw a text message from Brett.

[Ms. Gentry, I left in such a hurry yesterday. Can I talk to you for a minute today?]

Brett was polite as if he hadn't forced himself on her yesterday.

At 4:00 in the afternoon.

Elianna arrived at a famous private dining room in Oakpool.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Elianna sat down and put her handbag on the chair next to her, smiling at Brett across the table.

Brett looked peaked with bloodshot eyes. It seemed that he hadn't slept well.

Brett got a darker look as he saw Elianna was undaunted because she had a powerful guy behind her.

Last night, Brett went to the hospital and spent half the night on an IV drip because of alcoholism, but Elianna seemed safe and sound.

Elianna noticed that Brett's eyes were on her. She casually ruffled her long hair that was draped over her shoulders, revealing salacious hickeys from her neck to her collar.

Brett's pupils instantly dilated when he saw this. He clearly remembered that Elianna didn't have those hickeys on her yesterday.

Brett didn't realize that Elianna had actually hooked up with Jefferson.

Brett was pretty shaken up. Fortunately, his text message to Elianna was very polite, or he would be finished if Jefferson saw it.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

When Brett came back from the shock, Elianna had already finished ordering.

The menu was brought to Brett. "Do you want to take a look at the menu?"

"No, please serve me the same dish as this young lady."

When the waiter left, Brett looked at Elianna without blinking.

She took a sip of her freshly brewed coffee. She was not at all as nervous as she had been yesterday.

Elianna looked cozy on the surface, but in fact, she was so focused.

Brett was like a fly, and if Elianna showed the slightest sign of weakness, Brett would lay a hand on her.

She had to make Brett feel that she was protected by Jefferson.

Elianna's disguise intimidated Brett as much as she wanted it to, and Brett became cautious in his every move.

After finishing her meal, Elianna wiped the corners of her mouth. "Why don't we cut to the chase? Mr. Patrick, you know exactly what Jefferson is like. So let's make a deal. If you can keep it a secret, I can persuade Jefferson to assume that nothing had never happened last night."

When Brett heard that Elianna used Jefferson against him, his stomach ached.

"Does Mr. Larsen know who you are?"

Elianna casually fiddled with the coffee stirrer. "You think this matters to him?"

Brett frowned.

No one could know Jefferson's nature clearly. He was unmanageable, aggressive, and fickle.

Besides, Jefferson didn't even care that Elianna was his sister-in-law. Therefore, it really didn't matter to Jefferson if she was the daughter of the Gentry family.

However...

"It may not matter who you are, but you can't be Zack's daughter."

Looking at Brett's smug face, Elianna had a bad feeling in her heart.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you know how Mr. Larsen met Mr. Gibson?"