Chapter 336
Elspeth ran to the bathroom and washed her hands before hurrying to the kitchen to help set the table.
After that, she plonked herself down, spooned up the food, and put it in her mouth. “Apart from
anything else, you’re pretty good at cooking.”
“Why wouldn’t you notice that I have other strong points besides my cooking?” Arthurined.
Taking off his apron, he ced it aside on the dining table before sitting down to dine with her.
“Sorry, but I don’t really have much of a good impression of you,” Elspeth replied, slurring her words
with her mouth full.
Arthur spent a long time poking at the dishes before him without actually picking up any. “I’m
speechless.”
Noticing that he seemed kind of unhappy, Elspeth quickly changed the subject. “By the way, Emma has
arrived in Eden. Do you know that?”
Arthur paused for a moment. “How did you know about this?”
Elspeth froze before she could blurt out the answer. “Uh, she’s gonna attend some Fashion Week, no?
It’s been announced on the news.”
Arthur looked askance at her before picking up the remote control on the dining table and turning on
the TV.
The news of Emma attending a fashion show in Eden had just aired on TV right after Elspeth had
blurted out her reply. Realizing that the timelines didn’t match up, she had no choice but to make up
another lie to cover up the previous one. With a flicker in her eyes, she said, “I read about it on some
tabloid website.”
Arthur was in no hurry to expose her lies either. He asked with a calm smile, “On which website did you
read about it? I’d love to know that. Its source is so urate.”
“Is there anything that I’m unaware of? I’m a world-famous hacker, after all,” Elspeth replied. With the
world’s best search device in her possession, learning about these things was merely a piece of cake.
“So? So what if she’s in Eden?” Arthur ate his meal leisurely.
A look of disbelief touched Elspeth’s face when she saw how calm he looked. “Aren’t you supposed to
be excited about hering here? You used to be Emma’s *ss-kisser, no?”
Arthur’s lips twitched for a moment. “I’m bored with kissing her *ss. One has to stop when their feelings
for someone don’t get reciprocated.” I swear I’m only saying this to stall her off, he thought to himself.
However, seeing how he looked a little downcast, Elspeth realized she had touched a sore spot with
him. Patting him on the shoulder with a chivalrous expression, she said out of a sense of justice,
“Alright, don’t upset yourself. So what if you’ve been an *ss-kisser? It’s not something embarrassing,
anyway. One’s called an *ss-kisser when they kiss a woman’s *ss, but if they kiss the *sses of all
women, they’re called a feminist ally! Instead of being *ss-kissers of Emma alone, let’s be feminist
allies of all prettydies!”
Arthur instantlyughed in amusement at such a valiant and animated speech. Putting down his
cutlery, he looked her square in the face with a smile crinkling his eyes, asking, “Should I kiss your *ss
as well, then?”
“Okay…” Elspeth said before immediately retracting her hand in a fluster without finishing her
sentence. “What do you mean? I’mforting you, so don’t be ungrateful!” Kiss my *ss? I’m grateful
enough that he doesn’t make an attempt on my life!
Arthur stared steadily at her, his gaze unwavering. “But I suddenly feel that you’re cuter than her. Can’t
I love you instead?”
Elspeth refused right away, saying, “I’d rather let Emma have the good luck. Not everyone’s lucky
enough to be able to handle such oppressive feelings.”
This was the first time Arthur heard such a novel word. He asked curiously, “Oh, is that so? Are my
feelings oppressive?”
“Of course. If not, why would she choose Callum over you?”
Had theparison not been made between him and Callum, Arthur wouldn’t have been wounded by
such words. His face fell at once, and he said, “Could you not mention that guy in front of me?”
Elspeth didn’t really care about it, though. “Sorry for touching a sore spot with you,” she apologized with
feigned remorse. Then, putting a drumstick in her mouth, she sneaked straight up the stairs, saying,
“I’m going back to my room first, so could you help do the dishes?” With that, she entered her room and
mmed the door shut.
Arthur stared at the dirty dishes all over the dining table before him. Then, taking a look at her
disappearing figure from behind, he couldn’t help chuckling to himself. This woman is much more
interesting than Emma.
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Upon returning to her room, Elspeth dared not lie down on the job anymore; she unlocked her tablet
and began to search for Rayan’s information. It read, ‘Rayan Adler. Male, 28 years old. Likes horse
racing, ying golf, clubbing, and drinking.’
Forget about ying golf, but horse racing… Won’t he actually crush his horse to death with his
apparent weight of more than 220 pounds? Well, this isn’t part of what I should consider, anyway.
ording to the information, Rayan would usually spend time at a racetrack on the second day of
every weekend. He would get a youngdy to go horse racing with him. Then, the two would ride a
horse together, going deep into the woods of the stud farm beforeing back about an hourter.
Naturally, it went without saying what they did there.
This sent a shudder of disgust through Elspeth, but she kept on reading despite the goosebumps all
over her body.
As it happened, Rayan would have time for fun again this weekend, which meant that she would be
able to aplish her task as long as she became an employee of the racetrack he frequented and
got him to choose her. To her, this was undoubtedly a good idea, so she immediately put it into action,
asking Logan for a couple of days off so that she could go to the racetrack tomorrow and see if she
could get a part-time job there.
She slept all the way until night. Not having to work at the nightclub, she woke up at night without
feeling burdened, though she was quite annoyed by the knock on the door. “Who is it?”
“It’s me.”
Elspeth had woken up in an irritable mood, so Arthur’s gentle voice instantly sparked her anger. “Can
you stop bothering me? I just woke up!”
Arthur coolly toyed with the envelope in his hand while ignoring her temperpletely. “Would you like
to attend tomorrow’s Fashion Week with me? I got you an invitation.”
Fashion Week? Elspeth’s eyes lit up at once. Forgetting about her foul temper, she immediately pulled
the door open, asking, “Really?”
“Yes, of course.” Arthur nodded before darting a nce at her. “But you have to do as I say.”
Elspeth was instantly discouraged by his words. “Why?”
“It’s because only I have the invitation.” Arthur sounded smug as he held up the envelope in his hand.
“We’ll present ourselves before everyone with you posing as mypanion.”
Elspeth objected, “Won’t that make me a cat’s paw of yours?” She felt ufortable at the thought of
herself bing a tool to provoke Emma’s anger. Emma’s going to attend Fashion Week. If he forces
me into posing as hispanion, it’ll likely be for pissing her off. After all, judging by his attitude, he’s
probably holding a grudge for never getting to be her boyfriend, which still rankles him.
Arthur rubbed his chin and replied with a smile, “You’re pretty smart, huh?”
“Scram!” Elspeth banged the door shut andy on the bed while reading the information shown on the
tablet beside her. After struggling in her mind for about one-hundredth of a second, she resolutely
chose to give in.