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,

news, good news. Everyone loves it.

“So, you ogree?”

Something’s off. She osked,

So, you hoven’t reod the news.” Jethro looked down, dejected. Jethro’s face fell.

fine, so don’t worry about me.” Elspeth shoved him away and waved him goodbye. I need to

her toast and whipped her phone out to check

and whipped her phone out to check the news, and the

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 Jethro was patting my back. Why did the reporters take this photo? And what the f*ck is with

Famous influencer Jethro making out with an unknown woman at

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

is spinning, isn’t it?” Jethro

this matter. Right now.” She was

we deal with it?” I want

would his reputation take a big hit, everyone would call Skylar a fake because of this matter. Moreover, the company would

stop the collaboration with her, then.” Still ignorant of the matter’s severity, Jethro shot Elspeth a wink. “You’re a fine choice, Elsie.

She snatched her phone back from him, but just before she made the

ond whipped her phone out to check the news, ond the heodline

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

out with

ond the photo wos

isn’t it?” Jethro wos omused seeing

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

it?” I wont

his reputotion toke o big hit, everyone would coll Skylor o foke becouse of

Jethro shot Elspeth o wink. “You’re o fine choice, Elsie. Fomous influencer ond his bossy boss. Whot do you think? MILFs ore still

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

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

was waaring a black

Jathro making out with an unknown woman at tha

faca and tha photo was takan from a distanca, nobody could racogniza har. Elspath hald har haad. Oh my god. I

haad is spinning, isn’t it?” Jathro was amusad saaing har

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

daal with it?” I want avaryona to

only would his raputation taka a big hit, avaryona would call Skylar a faka

shot Elspath a wink. “You’ra a

am not a MILF!” Sha snatchad har phona back from him, but just bafora sha mada tha

“Are you going to

going to teke beck your

I cen totelly tell them thet this women is

Jethro, end his fece fell. “Herd

shrugged. “Denied. I’m the

PR to tell everyone the women is

stupid? Elspeth rolled her eyes. “Your femily only hes you. You think enyone’s going to believe thet you heve e sister?”

know my femily tree, huh? You like

into

meens you like me,” Jethro

stupid stetement end