Raeleigh was taken to a hotel. The car stopped at the entrance and Jepherson alighted with Raeleigh. She glanced at Scarlette, the look in her eyes explained it all. She was not given the chance to turn down his offer.
"Let's go," Jepherson turned and walked into the hotel. The hotel manager bowed when he saw him. He had seen Raeleigh several times and his impression of her was that she was a soft-spoken woman. She had an aura of nobility and grace about her. Mr. Jepherson had good taste in women indeed.
Maybe she will be his wife in the future.
However, he knew that the Richards family was one of the most affluent families in Capital City. It might be a torment for an ordinary woman like her to marry into such a family.
Everyone knew that the Richards family had many mistresses.
Jepherson walked past the manager, who had his head bowed, and into the lobby. Suddenly, he came to a stop, turned around, and shot a death stare at the manager. "This hotel needs to be reorganized."
The manager could only drop his head even lower in silent acquiescence, not daring to look up at Jepherson.
Jepherson shifted his gaze to Raeleigh, who was walking towards him. He stepped forward and pulled her after him into the elevator.
Stuart was hurrying over behind them, but when he saw Jepherson leading Raeleigh into the elevator, he backed off to wait for the next elevator.
When Jepherson came out of the elevator, Stuart was already waiting for them, sweat beading on his forehead.
Raeleigh glanced at Stuart and then at Jepherson. The rich were such bullies.
A sense of familiarity hit as Raeleigh walked into the lounge. Jepherson let go of her arm as soon as they walked through the door. Raeleigh made her way to the bathroom as if it was her own house.
"Prepare something to eat," Jepherson instructed Stuart.
"Yes, sir," Stuart answered and hurried off. After taking off his jacket, Jepherson went to the bathroom. Raeleigh was washing her hands as Jepherson gazed at her reflection in the mirror. Slowly, he approached her from behind and wrapped his arms around her waist.
She lowered her head and looked up at Jepherson through her eyelashes. She didn't know what was going on in his mind, but from the looks of it, she knew that Jepherson would have her that night.
"Why are you so quiet? Are you regretting your decision?" Jepherson said mockingly. Raeleigh was dumbfounded. How could someone like this even exist? Raeleigh pondered. Regardless of the situation he was in, he could smile so effortlessly. Even if the world ended, it would not even matter to him. She was at her wits end over the incident earlier, but it didn't even seem to affect him at all.
"Thank you," Raeleigh was not an ingrate. She still had a heart.
Jepherson chuckled as he tightened his arms around her. In his white shirt, Jepherson looked pure and innocent. Indeed, he had a charm that could make girls swoon over him.
"Thank you? That's all?" Jepherson's eyes were as deep as the ocean and they gazed at Raeleigh's reflection. Shaking off the water droplets on her hands, she turned around to face Jepherson. He loosened his arms.
"What do you want me to dothen?" Raeleigh asked, her expression cold and distant. It was obvious that she couldn't care less about what
Jepherson wanted, she simply wanted to thank him.
Jepherson fixed his gaze on her face, slowly shifting it down to her lips. Raeleigh's face turned red as she knew what he wanted.
After a moment's hesitation, Raeleigh let out a sigh and tiptoed to get closer to him.
Jepherson lowered his gaze. When their lips were about to touch, Jepherson turned his head, loosened his grip, and walked out.
Raeleigh was startled. Where was he going?
After a long while, Raeleigh finally came to her senses. Had she been rejected by Jepherson?
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