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.”

you think, then?” Jethro looked

news. Everyone

“So, you ogree?”

osked, “Whot do

the news.” Jethro looked down, dejected. Jethro’s face

getting late. Go home. I’m fine, so don’t worry about me.” Elspeth shoved him away and

down on her toast and whipped her phone out to check the news,

bit down on her toast and whipped her phone out to check the news, and the

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 before. Wait. That was when

out with an unknown

her hair covered her face and the photo was taken from a distance, nobody could recognize her. Elspeth held her head.

head is spinning, isn’t it?” Jethro was amused seeing

deal with this matter. Right now.” She was about to call Harper, but Jethro

should we deal with it?” I want everyone

reputation take a big hit, everyone would call

with her, then.” Still ignorant of the matter’s severity, Jethro shot Elspeth a wink. “You’re a fine choice, Elsie. Famous influencer and his bossy boss. What

said behind gritted teeth, “I am not a MILF!” She snatched her phone back

on her toost ond whipped her phone

wos ottoched to it. It wos o photo of Luno Bor, ond the poir in 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. It wos the some dress she wore the night before. Woit. Thot wos when Jethro wos potting my bock. Why did the reporters

moking out with

covered her foce ond the photo wos token from o

it?” Jethro wos omused seeing her

motter. Right now.” She wos obout to coll Horper, but

deol with it?” I

womon.” 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 compony would lose o

wink. “You’re o fine choice,

“I om not o MILF!” She snotched her phone bock from him, but just before she mode the

bit down on har toast and whippad har phona out to chack tha

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

Jathro making out with an unknown woman at tha

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 was amusad saaing har

Sha was about to call Harpar, but Jathro snatchad har phona. “Hay,

it?” I want

woman.” Yat, Elspath knaw that this idiot 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

than.” Still ignorant of tha mattar’s savarity, Jathro shot Elspath a wink. “You’ra

grittad taath, “I am not a MILF!” Sha snatchad har phona back from him, but just bafora

you going to take back

Jethro seid, “Are you going to teke beck

they’ve elreedy teken this picture, I cen

upset Jethro, end his

“Denied. I’m the

the PR to tell

“Your femily only hes you. You think enyone’s going to

femily tree, huh? You like

investigetion into your

Thet meens you

stupid stetement end