Chapter 529 We Already Hugged
“Oh, you interested?” Elise shot him a sunny smile and immediately withdrew it, expressionlessly saying, “See for yourself, then.” With that, she turned away and seemed to have no intention to continue. That’s what you get for threatening me with Claude!
Rendered speechless, Kenneth furiously rolled his eyes. All of a sudden, he had an idea. Casually, he rested one leg on the other, uttering, “Since you asked for it, fine, I’ll be your plus-one. You don’t have to thank me, alright.”
“Who thanked you!” Elise yelled, irked. When she blurted those words, she realized his implication and stared at him with her pretty, round eyes. “No, I mean, who asked for a plus-one? Don’t get ahead of yourself!”
“Hmm…” Kenneth let out a long hum and revealed a helpless look. “Don’t worry. I won’t embarrass you. Besides, I’m already here. If words were to spread that I let you walk into the dog-eat-dog occasion alone, how is Kenneth Bailey going to survive in society?”
“The what now?” Elise was thoroughly baffled. “What does this have to do with you?”
“Well, see for yourself, then.” He then turned his body toward her, brushing his arm against the back of her seat and stopping when his hand was behind her neck. With a concerning look, he ogled at her. “Stop being so angry, okay? You’ll get wrinkles!”
Elise glanced at his invasive hand from the corner of her eyes, malice evident in them. “I’ll stop if you don’t show up. If this thing behind me dares to cross its line, I won’t mind breaking it just so you know.”
Peering at his hand, he lifted his brows as he silently withdrew it. “We already hugged anyway. What line is there?”
Instantaneously, Elise shot a knifehand strike at him, to which he, with his keen senses, stopped it.
“Another word of nonsense from you, I’ll kill you.”
Kenneth let go of her and raised his hands, surrendering. “It was just a joke.”
“Very funny.” Elise coldly glared at him and turned to the other side of the car, leaving a wide gap between the two.
At this moment, Kenneth answered a phone call, and the two no longer talked.
And so, the car continued heading to Saunders Residence.
In the meantime, Faye was also headed out. For the sake of the event, she specifically looked for a skilled makeup artist to doll her up, and walked out of the shop feeling remarkably more confident. While in her car, she wouldn’t stop looking at her own reflection in a makeup mirror, admiring her elegant face. Price for quality, that’s for sure! The makeup artist charged me tens of thousands, but her craft is obviously far superior to the usual ones! Right then, donning the gown Celina sent her and the makeup she just bought, she could easily win a beauty pageant!
Very soon, she arrived at Saunders Residence. Her steps were rather hasty as she walked in the manor. As a member of Celina’s think tank, she was reminded to arrive as early as possible, but her morning meeting caused her to be late, and now she would have to take three shots when they saw her.
Outside the manor parked countless vehicles of different brands. There was only one thing they had in common—priciness.
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