Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 119: You’re so bad

Chapter 119: You’re so bad

Ella let out a soft whimper, her face flushing a captivating red.

Eric held her tightly like a wolf, pressing a heavy kiss onto her lips.

Ella’s eyes widened, her heartbeat instantly chaotic. Despite the cool air conditioning in the car, she could feel his burning body heat!

He invaded her mouth with a wild and domineering kiss.

In the cramped space of the car, in this deserted area, she worried about being discovered, yet the confined space left her entirely at Eric’s mercy.

In fact, it was always him who dominated her.

Just a moment ago, he had forcefully taken control, making her serve him... oh, it was utterly embarrassing. Yet, seeing his slightly flushed, alluring face, so handsome it made her feel inferior, she couldn’t help but think...

This wonderful man was hers!

After what felt like an eternity, Eric finally released Ella. She leaned back in her seat, her body so limp she could barely sit up straight.

Eric chuckled softly, lightly patting her cheek, "Still not satisfied? Don’t want to look at me?"

Ella pushed his hand off her, "You... pervert! I’m not as insatiable as you!"

Eric raised an amused eyebrow, his eyes sparkling with tenderness. "Oh really? Who was just looking so enraptured?"

"Eric! Get lost!"

Ella covered her face. Eric had been so wicked, continuously "torturing" her, making her feel all sorts of overwhelmed.

And now he was bringing it up again, making her want to hit him hard.

Ella’s face was as red as a peach, her neck and ears tinged with a light blush.

"Where should we go for dinner?"

Eric asked with a smile.

Ella shook her head softly, her eyes shimmering, "You decide."

It didn’t matter where they went as long as he was with her.

Eric chuckled and focused on driving.

Eric took Ella to the Nelson Group Grand Hotel. The food here was quite good, though Eric generally disliked the place because he sometimes ran into James, which ruined his mood. However, James was out of town for a few days, so Eric chose this place.

Ella followed Eric into the reserved private room, and as they walked in, a man approached them from the opposite direction. The man, looking somewhat haggard with a bearded face, lit up upon seeing Ella.

"Ella... Mr. Nelson, what a coincidence to meet you here!" The man smiled, his eyes showing a hint of affection.

Eric snorted and held Ella’s hand tightly.

The man was Brandon. Ella frowned, wondering why she had to run into the man she despised the most.

Just a few days ago, she had been with Eric in their future home and suddenly thought of this jerk. And now, here he was.

"Sorry, I don’t want to talk to you!" Ella said coldly, pulling Eric past Brandon towards the private room.

But Brandon quickly blocked their way. "Ella, please don’t be mad at me, okay? I... I was really set up by Brianna and Hannah, they drugged me, that’s why things turned out the way they did!"

What a scumbag, still trying to explain himself!

She didn’t care at all!

Eric found it amusing. Brandon, a man of his own age, had such low emotional intelligence and was so immature.

He didn’t say anything, leaving it to Ella to handle.

Ella glared coldly at Brandon, "Mr. Hall, do you see the man beside me? I don’t need your explanations, nor your apologies. Please stop disgusting me, okay?"

Her tone was filled with pleading and helplessness, and her eyes were full of disgust.

Brandon stood frozen, staring at Ella’s look of disdain. His heart felt as if it were being torn apart.

When did he fall for this girl?

Brandon could only recall their first meeting. Ella was so aloof, like a distant white lotus in a pond, or the cold moon hanging in the sky.

Perhaps it was because he was always the one being flattered by girls, so when he met the indifferent Ella, he became intrigued.

Eric’s lips curled into a slight smirk. "Did you hear that, Mr. Hall? Please stop disgusting my girlfriend. If you’re that bored, I can arrange for you to visit the psychiatric ward."

Ella giggled. Could Eric be any more sharp-tongued? It was just too attractive!

Brandon’s face alternated between red and white. He watched in a daze as Ella and Eric walked away, finally slapping himself in regret.

What kind of foolish things had he done?

But he wasn’t going to give up! Brandon watched Ella’s figure disappear down the hallway, his determination growing stronger.

Meanwhile.

Avery and Emma, after a day of hiding and evading with the help of three men, finally managed to get home.

The explosive nature of the video had even led to their villa’s address being leaked.

A crowd of reporters had surrounded them, and it was only with the help of a few bodyguards that Avery managed to get into the car.

But some cunning reporters had stayed behind, following her car as soon as it started moving.

Exhausted and famished, Avery and Emma didn’t dare to stop for food.

As they stepped into the Allen Group’s main hall, they exchanged cautious glances and walked in with their heads down, not daring to make a sound.

Inside the living room, Mr. Allen and Grandpa Allen sat with dark expressions, glaring at the two women who had sneaked in.

Mrs. Allen, upon seeing her daughters, let out a piercing scream, "You ungrateful girls! You finally know to come home? You’ve made me so angry, I could die!"

With that, she rushed forward and slapped Avery hard across the face.

Though Mrs. Allen doted on her daughters, the gravity of their actions had pushed her beyond a point of protective love.

All she felt now was immense disappointment and anger.

Her two daughters, whom she had carefully raised, had committed such debauchery and been caught on camera, spreading the scandal online and bringing shame to the Allen Group!

Overnight, the company’s stock prices plummeted, and Grandma Allen fainted from the shock!

The reputation that the Allen Group had built over decades was tarnished because of them!

Avery collapsed to the ground, covering her face and sobbing. Emma tried to explain, but Mrs. Allen slapped her as well. Emma gasped, clutching her burning cheek, tears streaming down her face.

"You disgraceful girls! You’ve brought shame to the Allen Group!" Grandpa Allen shouted, standing up and striking the floor with his cane.

The cane landed on Avery’s shoulder with a dull thud.