His Dangerous Love novel Chapter 42

Chapter 42 Are You Looking for Me

Alicia still made a grand appearance today, her waist accentuated by delicate handmade, vintage designs and her wide skirt oozing European charm.

Even with such grandeur, that man's aura was unaffected.

His muscular lines were enhanced by the fabric of his suit, which couldn't hide his undeniable untamed masculine force and the enticing presence of pheromones.

When she was standing next to him, the usually dominant Alicia adopted an unexpectedly soft and subservient tone.

Elianna expected to run into Jefferson on multiple occasions, but she didn't expect it to catch her off guard.

Jefferson's sight dropped upon her hand, grasping Asher's arm as their eyes met.

Her delicate white arm sprang out beneath the pale green sleeve, its fairness almost overwhelming.

When they last met, those arms clung to his shoulders like swaying water plants, fingertips burrowing into his back and leaving crimson imprints.

His deep stare became playful, and his smile had a strong presence, causing Elianna's heart to skip a beat.

Elianna instantly averted her gaze and held Asher's hand awkwardly.

Wine sampling was inescapable at a social gathering, so everyone gathered in groups of twos and threes.

Elianna went to a quiet area and considered asking Jefferson for help.

There was a slim chance before she said those words.

But, since Jefferson made it apparent that she had disappointed him the last time, would he help her now if she approached him?

A few remarks slipped into her ears while she hesitated.

"Look at Alicia; she wishes she could stick to Jefferson. She is the Gibson family's daughter. Does she feel shamed of her action?"

While taking a sip, Elianna noticed a group of notable Oakpool ladies.

The speaker's demeanor was mocking, but her envy was obvious.

Someone speculated, "Jefferson also attended the Gibson family's banquet the last time. Could it be an engagement?"

"How is that possible?"

The lady who spoke earlier appeared to have been pricked on the tail, her voice suddenly harsh.

When she realized she had lost her cool, she cleared her throat and continued, "It's just being polite to the Gibson family." "I heard Jefferson and the Gibson family's ruler are old friends."

"..."

Elianna couldn't hear the rest of the conversation.

Her mind kept echoing two words: old friends.

She clasped her fingers around the wine glass, terrified.