Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer (Benjamin and Madelyn)
Chapter 317 Crying in Uncle Ryan's Arms (2)

Chapter 317 Crying in Uncle Ryan's Arms (2)

Kenneth looked down at her pale hands.

She was oblivious to it and took his hand all the way out of the cemetery.

Kaleb held an umbrella behind them with a thoughtful look.

Last night, Kenneth said Violet was no fun, but perhaps that was not the case with Violet. It was just that Kenneth met a better woman, and others seemed very dull to him. When Kenneth prepared for departure, he told the driver to take Eloise's car.

Eloise sat next to Kenneth, was quite talkative, and was not a little bit embarrassed by last night's incident.

As Kaleb drove, he smiled and thought, "It's rare that Mr. Ryan isn't annoyed."

Kenneth got a personal call from one of his college buddies in Gredax, who said there would be a party this afternoon.

Kenneth replied a few words, and then suddenly glanced at Eloise.

He laughed softly, "You guys are doing this on purpose! You know I'm single, but you still have me bring a date over. Aren't you just trying to make things difficult for me?"

Kenneth's classmate on the other end of the phone said something...

Kenneth stretched out his arm and gently stroked the seat. "Fine, you brats!"

He hung up.

Normally, Kaleb would replace Kenneth a sensible and presentable date, who would definitely not cause Kenneth any trouble. But now Eloise was in the car. Kaleb couldn't figure out what was going on in Kenneth's mind, so he didn't say anything.

Sure enough, Kenneth dropped the phone and looked at Eloise.

"Come to dinner with me!"

Eloise was a little hesitant, wondering, "Would Uncle Ryan's friends be all old men?"

Kenneth's tone was flat. "You'll get a bonus if you go!"

Eloise was greedy for money and gave in...

Back at the hotel, Kenneth changed his clothes.

He was still wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, but with two buttons undone and sleeves rolled up to his elbows, showing off an adult male's arm muscles. All women loved his figure.

He drove the black Lotus Car and took her to a very private, members-only club. Ordinary people didn't even know about a place like this, let alone go in.

The Clark family was very rich but lived in different social circles from Kenneth, so Eloise had never been here.

The manager didn't dare to give Kenneth a second glance, just led them into the private room, and said, "Have fun, Mr. Ryan!"

Kenneth nodded lightly.

The gilded bronze door slowly closed. Kenneth leaned against the door and lit a cigarette.

It looked like he came here a lot for fun.

The private room was large, at least 900 square feet. The dining room was separated from the play area, and by now a dozen men and women were sitting at tables waiting for Kenneth. Kenneth just took a drag on his cigarette...

A very decent man walked up to Kenneth with a glass of wine. "Kenneth, it wasn't easy for me to get you to the party!"

This guy was good-looking, but there was a bit of a dissolute expression in his eyes. He looked at Eloise and smiled. "Where did you replace that little girl? She's so pretty!"

Kenneth blew a smoke ring. "A junior!"

Santiago didn't believe it.

Who would believe Kenneth's word? People at the club all knew the girls they brought to the party were all mistresses, and Kenneth, though not married, had a few confidants.

In the morning, Ms. Harris had called him and pried into that.

Santiago spoke in a frivolous manner. Kenneth smiled faintly, "I'm not lying! She is the Clark family's daughter, Benjamin's sister."

The men in the private room were dumbfounded.

The law king's sister?

What did Kenneth bring her here for?

Kenneth, who thought he was Uncle Ryan, reached out and touched Eloise's head. "The little girl wanted to come take a look at the club, so I brought her here to open her eyes. You guys don't talk nonsense." Kenneth asked Eloise to greet Santiago, "This is Uncle Robinson."

At that moment, a pretty, young woman came over and seemed even younger than Eloise.

She was very close to Santiago.

Eloise, who knew nothing of the ins and outs, called out sweetly, "Uncle Robinson, Mrs. Robinson."

The woman laughed.

Everyone else in the private room laughed.

The men laughed at Kenneth, who found such a naive woman from nowhere, while the women sighed at their hearts when laughing, "How many women could be as simple as Eloise?" The atmosphere in the private room was very good, and everyone was very relaxed.

Instead of a meal, it was more of a social interaction that maintained their relationships. Most of them were people of honor, and it was always a good thing to make good with each other. Among them, Kenneth was the highest in status.

As long as Kenneth was willing to let them have a share of the new energy resources he held in his hands, they would make more money than they could spend in a lifetime.

Of course, Kenneth also needed their help.

Someone wanted to develop good relationships with the Clark family and Benjamin, and came over to toast Kenneth and Eloise. But Kenneth turned him down and said quite bluntly. "She doesn't know about this."

So no one dared to urge them to drink wine time and again.

When Kenneth went to the restroom, Eloise followed him closely. In fact, everyone in the private room could see there was chemistry between them, but Kenneth made it clear that she was his junior, so they didn't dare to question him.

Kenneth washed his hands.

Eloise leaned over him and whispered, "Uncle Ryan, they all seem a little afraid of you!"

Kenneth turned off the gold faucet.

He drank a little too much and had a cigarette to sober himself up.

The smoke rose slowly...

Kenneth thought about what Eloise had said... Although they were his old classmates, and they socialized regularly, there was no doubt that they all wanted to be taken care of by Kenneth. Kenneth was so high and mighty but also lonely...

Nowadays, people were afraid of him, flattered him, and addressed him as Mr. Ryan, but if something happened to him someday, he would be stepped on, couldn't get up, and end up in pieces! Only Eloise, the little fool, was as simple and innocent as a puppy dog.

He even regretted bringing her here...

There was a little noise coming from the restroom, which sounded like a moan of pain or pleasure. At first, the sound was just muffled, but then, they were both indulging their every whim, probably because they got really turned on.

The door of the restroom shook violently.

The woman's charming voice was either soft or swift, and there was also the man's comfortable wheezing gasp.

Eloise was stunned...

She could guess that they were definitely not a couple, and if they were, why would they be so eager to have sex here? Besides, the man was elevated in rank.

She began to think about the age of the women in the private room...

Then she was aggrieved.

All these men brought their young mistresses here. Kenneth, however, brought Eloise.

Eloise's eyes reddened as she stared at Kenneth.

Kenneth was still smoking slowly, and a touch of an unfathomable expression common to all grown men appeared on his gentle face.

Eloise kicked him in anger.

She had thought Uncle Ryan was decent and upright as hell!

Kenneth, with the cigarette in his fingers, gently grasped her wrist in one hand, and whispered, "How can you take it out on me when you overhear people doing bad things?"

She was still glaring at him and thought, "You know exactly why."

But... But her wrist felt tingly where he had touched it.

Kenneth snuffed out his cigarette and prepared to take her away.

At this moment, the man and woman inside had finished having sex, putting on their clothes so fast that they even came out of the restroom within a split second and whispered, "Let's go to a hotel when the party is over! I need more."

Eloise did not really know what to do...

They would step off in a few seconds and know Eloise and Kenneth were overhearing them.

Kenneth's eyes were deep.

He suddenly wrapped his arm around her waist and led her into the women's restroom.

The door slammed shut...

Eloise's heart pounded. Then she looked around and bit her lip, "What if we get seen out there later?"

Kenneth pressed her against the door.

The little fool didn't even realize the danger...

Kenneth lowered his head, his pale, thin face close to her ear, and asked in a husky voice, "You're afraid people will get the wrong idea?"

She nodded dumbly.

Kenneth laughed quite lightly. In fact, it did not matter even if they were seen by others. No one would make a fuss about whatever happened inside this private room.

He drank wine and felt that the woman he was holding in his arms was particularly soft.

Their bodies pressed against each other, and Eloise was breathing heavily.

She did not dare to move. Even just a little rise and fall of her chest pressed her tighter against him. Leaning against him like this, she realized he wasn't as skinny as she thought. He wasn't strong, but he was muscular all over.

His warm body pressed against hers.

It was not that Kenneth didn't know anything about women. He sensed her unease and gently stroked her small head.

"Are you scared?"

Eloise whimpered.

Kenneth cupped her face in both hands and said in a low voice, "Call me Uncle Ryan and we'll go out."

"Uncle... Ryan."

She spoke these words intermittently, her lips quivering, her legs barely standing.

She didn't know what was wrong with her.

She felt ashamed.

But she knew how she felt and couldn't even convince herself. She had a crush on Kenneth, whom she addressed as Uncle Ryan.

Kenneth's face moved a little closer to her until it was within reach.

"I called you Uncle Ryan." Eloise was on the verge of tears.

Kenneth spoke in a low mumble, "Hmm." Then he gently clasped her head, pressed his lips against hers, and stuck his tongue straight into her mouth... When she resisted, he held her down with some force and said hoarsely, "Be good!"

Eloise's eyes widened as she watched him kiss her without her permission.