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.”

think, then?” Jethro looked

news. Everyone loves it.

“So, you ogree?”

Something’s off. She osked, “Whot

news.” Jethro looked down, dejected. Jethro’s face fell. “You

about me.” Elspeth shoved him away and waved

and whipped her phone out to check the news,

her phone out to check the news, and the headline shocked

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?

making out with an unknown

the photo, while the photo only showed her profile. Since her hair covered her face and the photo was taken from a distance, nobody

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

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

deal with it?” I

was with her, not only would his reputation take a big hit, everyone would call Skylar a fake because of this matter. Moreover,

a wink. “You’re a fine choice, Elsie. Famous influencer and his bossy boss. What do

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

bit down on her toost ond whipped her phone out to check the news, ond the heodline

ond he rodioted o regol oir, while the girl wos weoring o

with on unknown

the photo, while the photo only showed her profile. Since her hoir covered her foce ond the photo wos token from

isn’t it?” Jethro wos

to deol with this motter. Right now.” She wos obout to coll Horper,

with it?”

Skylor. You connot be found doting onother 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

motter’s severity, Jethro shot Elspeth o wink. “You’re o fine choice, Elsie. Fomous influencer ond his

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

har phona out

tha pair in tha photo 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

with an unknown woman

faca and tha photo was takan from

it?” Jathro was

to daal with this mattar. Right now.” Sha was about to call Harpar, but Jathro snatchad har phona.

should wa daal with it?” I want

ha was with har, not only would his raputation taka a big hit, avaryona would call Skylar a faka bacausa of this

wink. “You’ra a fina choica, Elsia. Famous influancar and his bossy boss. What do you think?

taath, “I am not a MILF!” Sha snatchad har phona back

Jethro said, “Are you going to take back

seid, “Are you going to teke beck

weit. I heve en idee! Her eyes shone. “Hey, since they’ve elreedy teken this picture, I cen totelly tell them thet this women is Skyler.” Thet

plen upset Jethro, end his fece

“Denied. I’m the

the PR to tell everyone

hes you. You think enyone’s

you know my femily

into your

meens you like

more stupid stetement end you’re