Captive Hearts: The Tycoon's Ugly Bride novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78 You Hold Them Off First

Threatening mischief radiated from Louis' smile, placing Blanche under immense embarrassment.

"No way," Blanche lifted her chin, telling herself not to be scared off by his words.

"Do you really think I'm scared of them trying to assassinate me? No, I'm more worried about my youth and beauty stirring up the beast in you, leading you to have unscrupulous thoughts about me. Wouldn't I, an innocent and virtuous girl, end up ruined by you?"

Louis took a drag on his cigarette, carelessly exhaling a ring of smoke.

"You, an innocent girl? I can't see it."

What?! This statement was beyond provoking. Questioning her innocence and his mocking gaze infuriated her as if she had been messing around with men.

"If you can't tell, that's definitely a problem with your eyes. Don't question my purity. From childhood to adulthood, I've always been a good girl, a real all-rounder. The certificates I have received from childhood to adulthood are this thick." Blanche demonstrated a size with her slender fingers.

Louis just sneered, giving her no face.

Unbelieving, huh? Blanche secretly glanced at Louis.

"Can I make a suggestion for you?"

"What suggestion?"

She glanced at Louis' lower abdomen and asked, "Is there... a problem in that area?" Seeing Louis suddenly change his expression, she was more convinced of her speculation.

"Don't worry. I'm not mocking you. I'm just kindly suggesting that you should seek treatment. After all, for men, it's not a small issue."

Blanche recalled that they had been sleeping in the same room for quite a few days now, but he had never made any inappropriate moves. She initially worried that he would take advantage of her, but it seemed like that worry was completely unnecessary.

However, it was nearly impossible for a man to do so. Wasn't it a common saying that men tended to think with what was below the belt?

She didn't believe that Louis was that one in ten thousand who could control himself. He must be impotent.

"Blanche."

"Hm?"

"Are you in heat?"

Louis crushed the cigarette in his hand, stood up, and stepped towards Blanche's bed. She dared to say that he was impotent!

Did this woman lose her mind?!

As Louis approached, his arrogant figure, like a looming mountain, made Blanche back down. She felt like her big bed had shrunk in size under Louis's tall and muscular figure. Regretting her quick tongue, she nervously said, "Don't come here. I was just joking."

Blanche snuggled under the blanket, lying neatly on the bed. Her previously aggressive demeanor deflated instantly.

Louis looked down at Blanche, who had closed her eyes and whose eyelashes were trembling slightly. His anger subsided somewhat.