Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer (Benjamin and Madelyn)

Chapter 319 Mr. Ryan You're Out of My League (1)



Chapter 319 Mr. Ryan You're Out of My League (1)

Chapter 319 Mr. Ryan You're Out of My League (1)

Two months later, it was October, and Eloise saw Kenneth again.

Brianna was a fan of theater.

Violet, Brianna's favorite opera singer, had three performances this month.

Unfortunately, Brianna was sick, so she gave her ticket to Eloise and asked her to send Violet flowers

on her behalf and ask for an autograph.

Eloise was bored.

In the afternoon, she asked Madelyn to come with her.

Tension between Madelyn and Benjamin had thawed quite a bit. Madelyn cared about Eloise a lot, so

she agreed and asked Vivian to go with her to the theater.

Opera Garden was the best Gredax opera in the North.

On this day, Violet was playing the Lady of the Camellias. She acted and sang well, and the audience

broke into rapturous applause.

Eloise, however, yawned.

If Brianna hadn't asked for an autograph, Eloise would have left. With her face painted so pale, Violet

looked like a ghost. Her headgear was tight and her large eyes bulged...

Eloise wondered, "Doesn't Violet feel uncomfortable dressed like this?"

The play was over, and Violet got offstage.

When she was backstage, she looked a bit like a different person. She took off her earrings and said to

her assistant, "I'm not seeing any fans today. Tell them to come another day!"

Violet, who came from a long line of opera singers, was a proud woman. Not all the fans had the

chance to see her. Today, that person came to the play.

Violet's assistant was in a dilemma.

She muttered, "All right, but I'm afraid there is someone you need to see."

Violet took off her outer skirt and asked curiously, "What kind of person do I have to see?"

"It's Ms. Clark! Her mom is too sick to come and wants an autograph."

Violet froze.

The next second, she smiled brightly, "It's Ms. Clark! I'll go see her then... Brianna comes to watch my

play very often. Go lead her here, and I'll give her an autograph."

With that, Violet lifted the curtain and went inside.

There came a male magnetic voice...

Over here, Eloise and her friends, led by Violet's assistant, came backstage.

Violet was really popular.

A long aisle was flanked by hundreds of bunches of flowers, 32 of which were sent by Mr. Ryan. He

was the most generous.

Mr. Ryan...

Eloise's heart jolted.

She wondered, "Is it Mr. Ryan I'm thinking of?

Violet's assistant followed Eloise's gaze and said with a smile, "Mr. Ryan is an old friend of Ms. Harris.

Every time he arrives in Gredax, he will come here and listen to Ms. Harris sing opera. I heard that Mr.

Ryan enjoys high status and Ms. Harris is the only reason he is here."

Eloise listened quietly and had the sudden urge to leave.

But she and her friends already arrived at the door of the dressing room. Violet's assistant pushed open

the door with a smile. "Ms. Clark is here."

The door was open.

The scene inside came into view.

Eloise froze.

Inside, Violet was wearing a tight-fitting dress, with her thick, raven hair pulled up. She was glamorous.

She snuggled up to a man.

The man, in a white shirt and black pants, was good-looking and refined. He was raking a gold hairpin

through Violet's silky hair...

They looked like they were flirting with each other.

Anyone could tell that they had a close relationship!

Eloise stood stock-still. She didn't expect to walk in on them.

Kenneth had kissed her...

But Eloise had never seen this side of Kenneth. So, such an attractive lady like Violet was his type.

They looked good together.

Not only Eloise but also Kenneth was a bit surprised.

Since Madelyn was there, Kenneth put down the gold hairpin and called out, "Eloise!"

Eloise didn't respond.

Her lips quivered a little as she remained mute.

Madelyn looked at Kenneth and then at Eloise in confusion. They didn't seem to have crossed paths in

her knowledge, but when Kenneth greeted Eloise, he sounded like he knew her well...

As the silence stretched, Kaleb came over.

He froze at the sight!

Kaleb, Kenneth's right-hand man, was very good at breaking the ice. He said to Madelyn, "Oh, Ms.

Green is here, too! Mr. Ryan missed you and wanted to come over to see you!"

Madelyn hid her surprise and greeted Kenneth. "Uncle."

Vivian, who was on the same page with her, realized something and said with a smile, "What a

coincidence!"

Violet smiled and said, "So you're Mr. Ryan's family. I would like to invite you all to dine at Badmaash

Restaurant across the street. The food there is quite good!"

As Violet spoke, she fanned herself, wafting the sweet scent of her past them.

Just as she finished, Eloise spoke up, "I have a bit of a headache, so I won't be there!"

What followed was a short silence.

Kaleb quickly said, "I'll go get you some medicine!"

He was attentive to Eloise. Violet glanced sideways at Kaleb and said in a coquettish tone, "Kaleb, you

never have this worried face when I don't feel well."

Violet said to Kaleb, but she was complaining that Kenneth did not care enough about her.

Kenneth smiled faintly. "People around you will get you medicine, won't they?"

Violet took his arm and whispered softly, "I'll get better if you're with me when I'm not feeling well..."

Eloise's face was as white as a sheet. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Kaleb saved the situation again. They finally arrived at the restaurant and asked for a private room.

Violet dreamed of marrying Kenneth, so she always tried to get closer to Madelyn.

Madelyn, however, was cold and distant.

Later, Violet tried to butter Eloise up. She put a cod steak on Eloise's plate, and surprisingly, Kenneth

did the same thing.

Eloise looked down at the two cod steaks on her plate and felt disgusted.

Kenneth read Eloise's childish thoughts and said, "Eat more meat, and you'll grow faster!"

Violet snuggled up to Kenneth, with a gentle, affectionate look in her eyes. "Kenneth is right. Eating

more meat will help you grow better!"

Violet never doubted Kenneth's relationship with Eloise.

After all, Eloise was much younger and Violet heard her call him uncle.

Eloise couldn't stay for another second.

She said, "Excuse me." Then she headed to the bathroom. Once inside, she turned on the faucet and

splashed water on her face.

She couldn't help but cry.

Two months ago, Kenneth had left without saying goodbye. Eloise had been upset, though she knew

she was not even entitled to anger. But today, she was sick to her stomach after walking in on Kenneth

with Violet.

Eloise couldn't accept this terrible insult.

She hated Kenneth's guts.

The door to the restroom opened and then was locked from the inside.

Eloise was still crying, her little face pale and her nose red.

After a long while, she found Kenneth was here, and the door was locked. She froze, staring at him in

the mirror...

Kenneth asked in a soft, loving voice, "You're angry?"

Eloise stared hard at him.

She couldn't forget his flirtatious smile when he was with Violet. Though he hadn't gone too far, he had

obviously flirted with her.

He was a pervert!

Eloise turned suddenly, her eyes red.

"Mr. Ryan, you and I are not close. Why should I be angry? I'm not your type, right? Go find someone

curvy then!"

Eloise was just being childish and immature.

Although Kenneth didn't intend to have a relationship with her, he still wanted to soothe her.

Besides, he didn't want her to know about his private life.

So, he smiled, "She and I are just friends!"

Eloise was aware that Kenneth told a white lie before things turned ugly. After all, they were related.

She calmed down a little and dropped her eyes. "Just give me a moment. I need to wash my face!"

Kenneth felt terrible, too.

Eloise was just a little girl. He already made up his mind to keep her at a distance.

However, they bumped into each other.

Kenneth stroked Eloise's head. "Go out to eat when you're done, okay?"

He went out, without alerting anyone. Eloise tidied herself up and followed him out. It was just that she

was in a bad mood and had no appetite.

Madelyn could tell that there was something wrong with Eloise.

She looked at Eloise and then at her uncle, lost in thought.

...

At the end of the meal, they said goodbye to each other.

Kenneth was standing next to Violet. They looked great together.

Eloise got into her car.

She gripped the steering wheel, then hunched over it. The day she had broken up with Daniel, she had

never imagined that she would ever be so broken up over a man again.

She could feel that Kenneth had feelings for her.

But he treated her like a child and preferred to associate with Violet.

Was it because Violet was gentle and understood him?

Just then, the door of the Audi opened, and Kaleb got in the car and left alone.

Eloise's heart beat a little faster.

She guessed that Kenneth would have fun later, perhaps at that fancy club. Would he take Violet

there? Would he put his arm around her, kiss her in the restroom, or even have sex with her...?

Eloise thought maybe she wouldn't feel so bad after seeing them with her own eyes.

An hour later, Eloise pulled over.

The doorman of the club recognized her. She had been here with Mr. Ryan for a bit of fun, and she got

a limited-edition sports car. So, the doorman let her right in.

A waiter opened the door for Eloise and said with a smile, "Mr. Ryan just got here too!"

The door was open.

Kenneth was indeed there, playing cards with a group of people.

In the midst of the revelry, he still looked good.

The sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up to his elbows. His face turned a little red, and a cigarette

hung from his lips.

Violet leaned over to Kenneth, with a soft breast pressed against his arm as if she were telling him

which card to play. There was a very gentle look in her eyes...

Eloise couldn't bear looking at them any longer.

She turned to leave, but someone there recognized her. It was Santiago. "Hey, Ms. Clark. Are you here

for your Uncle Ryan?"

Kenneth's hand froze on a card.

He slowly put it down and looked toward the door...


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