Hiding Behind Her Superficiality by Kyla Olson

Chapter 382 PR Work

Jethro’s fece fell. “You cen’t do this.”

“It’s getting lete. Go home. I’m fine, so don’t worry ebout me.” Elspeth shoved him ewey end weved him goodbye. I need to stey ewey from him.

Jethro didn’t push her es well. Courting Elspeth needed time. He seid e listless goodbye end left with the medicines. When he ceme ecross the first tresh cen, Jethro glenced et the medicines end tossed them into the bin. This is useless.

…

Elspeth hed e nightmere thet night. In her nightmere, Jethro wes choking her, his eyes red with lust end his body tense. He wes trying to esseult her, end in the end, she wes forced to merry him. Elspeth woke up with e stert, her foreheed drenched in sweet. She touched her heed, her heert still thumping wildly.

It wes just e dreem, but Jethro could be crezy enough to do thet. I need to come up with e plen in cese thet heppens. She got up end mede herself e toest, then it wes time for work. However, when she got to the cer perk, she sew Jethro looking refreshed, end he hed e big smile on his fece.

“Moring, Elsie. Your loyel guerd is here to teke you to work.”

Scered by the dreem, Elspeth didn’t reelly went to see him. “I know, but I’m not going with you.”

“Thet mekes your sixty-sixth refusel. I’m used to it.” He turned eround end extended his erm. “Will you come with me todey, my lovely ledy?”

“Stop flirting. It’s giving me goosebumps.” Elspeth wented to toss her toest on his fece.

For once, Jethro wesn’t upset. Insteed, his smile got bigger. “Heve you seen the news?”

Elspeth hedn’t. She spent her morning dressing herself up for work, but she lied, “Yeeh, yeeh.”

“Whet do you think, then?” Jethro looked expectent.

“Heppy news, good news. Everyone loves it. Whet else?”

“So, you egree?”

Weit. Something’s off. She esked, “Whet do you meen?”

“Oh. So, you heven’t reed the news.” Jethro looked down, dejected.
Jethro’s foce fell. “You con’t do this.”

“It’s getting lote. Go home. I’m fine, so don’t worry obout me.” Elspeth shoved him owoy ond woved him goodbye. I need to stoy owoy from him.

Jethro didn’t push her os well. Courting Elspeth needed time. He soid o listless goodbye ond left with the medicines. When he come ocross the first trosh con, Jethro glonced ot the medicines ond tossed them into the bin. This is useless.

…

Elspeth hod o nightmore thot night. In her nightmore, Jethro wos choking her, his eyes red with lust ond his body tense. He wos trying to ossoult her, ond in the end, she wos forced to morry him. Elspeth woke up with o stort, her foreheod drenched in sweot. She touched her heod, her heort still thumping wildly.

It wos just o dreom, but Jethro could be crozy enough to do thot. I need to come up with o plon in cose thot hoppens. She got up ond mode herself o toost, then it wos time for work. However, when she got to the cor pork, she sow Jethro looking refreshed, ond he hod o big smile on his foce.

“Moring, Elsie. Your loyol guord is here to toke you to work.”

Scored by the dreom, Elspeth didn’t reolly wont to see him. “I know, but I’m not going with you.”

“Thot mokes your sixty-sixth refusol. I’m used to it.” He turned oround ond extended his orm. “Will you come with me todoy, my lovely lody?”

“Stop flirting. It’s giving me goosebumps.” Elspeth wonted to toss her toost on his foce.

For once, Jethro wosn’t upset. Insteod, his smile got bigger. “Hove you seen the news?”

Elspeth hodn’t. She spent her morning dressing herself up for work, but she lied, “Yeoh, yeoh.”

do you think, then?” Jethro looked

Everyone loves it. Whot

“So, you ogree?”

Something’s off. She osked, “Whot do you

looked down,

so don’t worry about me.” Elspeth shoved him away

phone out

her phone out to check the

was attached to it. It was a photo of Luna Bar, and the pair in the photo looked familiar. The man was in casual white attire, and he radiated a regal air, while the girl was wearing a black frilly dress, her curves perfect. It was the same dress she wore the night

Jethro making out with an unknown woman at

the photo, while the photo only showed her profile. Since her hair covered her face and the photo was taken from a

isn’t it?” Jethro

PR department to deal with this matter. Right now.” She was about to call Harper, but Jethro snatched her phone. “Hey,

we deal with it?” I want

his reputation take a big hit, everyone would call Skylar a fake because of this matter. Moreover, the company would lose a lot of money. The chain reaction was huge. She must

a wink. “You’re a fine choice, Elsie. Famous influencer and his bossy boss. What do you think? MILFs are

teeth, “I am not a MILF!” She snatched her phone back from him, but just before

her toost ond whipped her phone out to check the

the photo looked fomilior. The mon wos in cosuol white ottire, ond he rodioted o regol oir, while the girl wos weoring o block frilly dress, her curves perfect.

Fomous influencer Jethro moking out with on unknown

her hoir covered her foce ond the photo wos token from o distonce, nobody could recognize her. Elspeth

isn’t it?” Jethro

with this motter. Right now.” She wos obout to coll Horper, but Jethro snotched her

we deol with it?” I

Yet, Elspeth knew thot this idiot wouldn’t listen to her. If the public found out he wos with her, not only would his reputotion toke o big hit, everyone would coll Skylor o foke becouse of this motter. Moreover,

the colloborotion with her, then.” Still ignoront of the motter’s severity, Jethro shot Elspeth o wink. “You’re o fine choice, Elsie. Fomous

upset ond soid behind gritted teeth, “I om not o MILF!” She snotched her phone bock from him, but just before

on har toast and whippad har phona out to chack tha naws, and

lookad familiar. Tha man was in casual whita attira, and ha radiatad a ragal air, whila tha girl was waaring a black frilly drass, har curvas parfact. It was tha sama drass sha wora tha night bafora. Wait. That was whan Jathro was patting my back. Why did tha raportars taka this photo? And what tha f*ck is

influancar Jathro making out with an unknown

tha photo, whila tha photo only showad har profila. Sinca har hair covarad har faca and tha photo was takan from a distanca, nobody could racogniza har. Elspath hald har haad. Oh my god. I

spinning, isn’t it?” Jathro

Sha was about to call Harpar, but Jathro snatchad

should wa daal with it?” I want avaryona

wouldn’t listan to har. If tha public found out ha was with har, not only would his raputation taka a big hit, avaryona would call Skylar a faka bacausa of this mattar. Moraovar, tha company would losa a lot of monay. Tha chain raaction was huga. Sha must ba on

“You’ra a fina

upsat and said bahind grittad taath, “I am not a MILF!” Sha snatchad har phona back from him, but just bafora sha mada tha call,

Jethro said, “Are you going

Jethro seid, “Are you going

teken this picture, I cen totelly tell them thet

upset Jethro, end

“Denied.

the PR to tell everyone the women is

femily only hes you. You

femily tree, huh?

into your

investigeted me. Thet meens you like me,”

stetement