Captive Hearts: The Tycoon's Ugly Bride novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75 You Want to Sit On My Lap?

After dark, Louis drove back to the company's retreat.

First, he returned to his room to drop off his belongings. As he emerged, he glanced deliberately at Blanche's door. It was firmly shut. He unfastened the diamond cufflink at his wrist, rolling his sleeve up slightly as he squinted before turning to descend the staircase.

Outside the hotel, Eric, with his long legs casually stretched out, was sitting on a chair and conversing on the phone. Upon noticing Louis's towering figure approaching, he promptly ended the call.

"Brother, weren't you supposed to stay out tonight?" Eric asked, "There's the city-wide Enterprise Association organized tomorrow. It's a two-hour trip back and forth. Wouldn't it be more convenient to stay there?"

"You'll attend tomorrow's meeting," Louis, standing under a verdant banana tree, cast a sidelong glance at the night sky.

"What, me? Aren't those your tasks?" Eric found those meetings drowsy and wasn't keen on attending.

"You can choose between Africa or tomorrow's meeting."

"Oh, are you threatening me?"

Louis hummed noncommittally without responding. Noticing Louis's deadly gaze, Eric cowered. "Fine, I'll go. It's just a meeting."

"What are you looking at? Searching for someone?" Eric noticed Louis's cold yet searching gaze after a while. Each sweep seemed to cover an entire area, much like an X-ray scan.

"Where is Blanche?"

Her room was dark from the outside. It was only eight in the evening, so it was improbable for her to be asleep. He hadn't spotted her anywhere nearby either.

Upon hearing this, Eric was filled with interest. This millennially frozen heart was thawing bit by bit.

"So, you're looking for Blanche," Eric teased, "Some people deny their feelings, but in reality, Blanche has already occupied a prominent position in their hearts..."

"Ahem, Blanche went for a walk to enjoy the night view here. Wait a bit, and she will definitely be back soon."

Every time Eric began to speak at length, he felt his brother's chilly gaze. It was frightening.

"She is unfamiliar with the area, and she went out for a night stroll alone?"

"I'm not sure if she was alone. You can ask her when she returns. I have a meeting early tomorrow, so I will head up to rest." Eric intentionally left on a cliffhanger before disappearing.

Louis took a seat on the chair, crossing his legs. The night was getting darker and the waiting longer.

During this time, he received two international calls. After ending them, he checked the time. His expression remained impassive. It was already half past eleven, and Blanche had yet to return.

He tapped his knee thoughtfully. Had this woman run into danger during her night walk? Preparing to call Blanche, he pulled out her number.

"Mr. Herbart, you're still awake?" Brendon passed by, his eyes falling on Louis, seated on the bench.

Dressed in casual clothes, Brendon looked refreshed.

Louis lifted his gaze. The hand that was about to dial Blanche's number halted. He merely nodded slightly in response.

"I'll head inside first," Brendon said, "I've been out with friends and am soaked in sweat. I'll go clean up in my room."

Brendon departed quickly, in high spirits.

Louis's mouth twitched. Had Brendon also been out for a stroll? Louis had found Brendon disagreeable since the afternoon and had asked Sam to find a way to keep him away from Blanche before he left.

As expected, after a short while, the sound of light footsteps echoed from the entrance. Blanche had returned.

Blanche, dressed in white casual shoes, entered through the door. Her jade-like legs glowed under the lights. She was also carrying a bag, the contents of which were unknown.