Mr. Ainsworth's Scandal-Affair Pt.2

"What should I do?" Maureen struggled to stand up with one hand holding her phone and the other on the cold floor.

"Who are those people?" A careless female voice came from the phone.

A figure flashed through Maureen's mind, then she shook her head and said, "I don't know... They all wore masks. They directly ripped my clothes and took a video before leaving without saying anything."

"Think about who you've offended and stay there for the time being."

"Should we call the police?" Maureen felt disgusted as she watched the bruise made by the black—clothed man on her slender and snow—white arm.

"He—he!" A mocking voice came from her phone. "Since they dare to do this, what's the use of calling the police?"

Maureen's face was as white as paper while she said, "But I, I..."

"If you don't feel embarrassed, just report it." The other side interrupted coldly and was about to hang up.

"When can I film?" Maureen asked before the other party hung up. Of course, she didn't want to be an anchor all the time, only to film could make her famous.

As there was no reply, Maureen continued to plead.

"I've entertained President Jones well according to you. I really want to film, please."

"Just wait.."

There was a slight impatience on the other side before hanging up without approval or disapproval.

Maureen waited for her assistant to bring her clothes to change. She used the broken skirt to cover her body barely. She felt disgusted when she thought of being touched by the black—clothed man's rough hand. It was obvious that he always did the physical work.

They... They actually dared to hurt her!

However, it was even more frightening while knowing nothing. What was the purpose of these people?

She deliberately hadn't said anything about Mark just now.

She wanted to get another compliment from him...

Julia was stopped by Mark's butler as soon as she walked out of the door, who said that Mark had gone up to look for her and asked her to wait in the car.

She looked around and found the car was very luxurious while waiting for him.

Although she did not know a lot about cars, she knew this car was the same brand as one of Ford's. She had heard from Ford's driver that the equipment inside alone would cost several million yuan.

She did not know much about the Lewises and only knew they emigrated when Mark was 15 years old. Most of the businesses of the Lewises was overseas. It seemed that they were a bit wealthier than she had imagined.

It could only because of Mark being too low—key. In front of her, he was just a little brother next door. He was affectionate and polite, without any bad habits of a wealthy second generation.

Unlike Lucas, who was arrogant and was spending very freely.

The driver said very respectfully, "Miss Green, Mr. Lewis will come down soon. If you are bored, you can watch TV."

The driver gallantly opened the ultra—thin on—board display screen before she refused, so she could only awkwardly watch the entertainment show.

What was playing was an interview with Nancy, who recently won the award of the best actress. Her film Hero was a film that praised ordinary people who were also great, and it can easily touched the audience.

Julia had also watched this movie. The entire cast was very professional. Nancy played a night doctor in emergency department and her acting was professional. She deserved to be the best actress.

The reporter asked, "Nancy, it is the last question. I heard that your boyfriend is the young director of the Ainsworth Group. Is that true?"

Nancy was stunned for a moment, then her face became a little pink. She said shyly, "No, don't talk nonsense."

The Reporter continued, "Well, did you celebrate at City Clubhouse the night after you won the award? As there were some people saw you there."

Nancy nodded, "Yes, I was."

The reporter smiled. Nancy hurriedly waved her hand as she seemed to have thought of something, "No, it was really not what you think. President Ainsworth was indeed with me, but he is not my boyfriend."

"Really, President Ainsworth was really there?"

Originally, there were only some people suspected online according to a few extremely vague photos, but Nancy's words were equivalent to prove they were right.

The more she denied it, the more everyone felt that it was true.

Nancy hurriedly covered her mouth as if she had no intention of revealing it. She smiled, "Oops, I can't explain it clearly. I won't answer again."

It was obvious that there was something between her and Ford.

Julia unconsciously touched the seat belt. She seemed to have no reaction to Nancy's words. But she actually couldn't stop thinking about it since last night. Sometimes, she even wondered whether she was living in reality.

Obviously, it was the best way to do not care about each other right now, but why did she still feel sad when hearing this news? It was like a thin rope strangling her throat and making her can't even breathe heavily.

Perhaps it was because of their relationship that she couldn't ignore it.

While she was thinking, Mark got on the car and asked softly, "Julia, have you been waiting for a long time?"

Julia was still in a trance and wasn't sensitive to the change of how he called her. She smiled, "Why are you here?"

"I just happen to be recording a program nearby," Mark said coldly as he looked at the TV. "Turn it off."

Then he looked at Julia and said gently, "Shall we eat together later?"

Julia nodded, "Alright."

Mark suddenly leaned forward and put a coat on Julia. It was not spacious inside the car, so it seemed that Mark was wrapping her in his arms while he got close to her. It made Julia feel she was possessed by him.

Julia looked up at Mark, who seemed to have strong emotions in his eyes. She had an illusion that Mark was not like a younger brother at this moment but like a man.

Mark maintained his original posture and looked at her. The collar of his shirt was split open, revealing the smooth collarbone inside. He was a little lazy and casual.

She was a little frightened by her own thoughts and asked out in shock, "Mark?"

Mark chuckled and retreated to a safe distance. "You must be tired. Sleep for a while and I'll call you when it's time."

Although it was not so bright, the youth's extremely superior face was still shining and his smile was clean.

Julia felt that she had thought too much just now. Mark couldn't possibly have that kind of emotion in his eyes. She must have been hallucinating after staying up for too long.

She leaned against the pillow and closed her eyes, sleeping peacefully.

The light—absorbing glass of the car blocked all the light, leaving only a faint lamp emitting cold light.

Mark revealed a completely different temperament from usual with his eyes half—lowered. He seemed to be extremely attractive while dangerous.

He quietly watched Julia, who was sleeping. After a long time, he gently stroked her fair face with his slender and clean fingers. He smiled and muttered, "I really want you to know more earlier that I'm a man."