At out if youâve got somethin If not, if the to hit the sack.â
In this answer. Then Iâm hanging che was devoid of emotion, but there was a bace of a yelled threat. You can go to bed, but donât hang up the video call Einer looked puzzled Tm going to be how can I not hang up? You want to watch me sleep or something?â
his Yorehead with one hand, teemingly unfazed by this Despite the manâs poker face. Ellinor was pretty pissed off at his attitude.
Mr. Blanchet, I didnât peg you for a voyeur But Iâm not obliged to indulge you, find some other woman.*
Theo responded. 7 donât have any other women.â
Ellinor retorted. How can there be no other women? You could call your wife, Sophia. Given your relationship, it wouldnât be too much to ask her for a striptease. Upon hearing Sophiaâs name, Theoâs impassive face furrowed. âYou donât want that painting anymore?â
Ellinor fell silent.
This jerk! Did he have any other topics?
Theo continued. âPoint your phone camera at the bed; go to sleep if you want.â
Elinor stared at her phone screen for a minute, barely managing to keep her temper in check. She placed the phone on the bedside table with the camera facing the bed.
Then she climbed onto the bed angrily and pulled the covers over her head, concealing her entire body.
But then she heard another deep command from Theo. âPull the covers down; donât cover your head.
or youâll suffocate.â
Ellinor was genuinely miffed. To protect her momâs painting from being torched by this jerk, she had to comply.
Even though she obediently pulled the covers down, revealing her face, she deliberately turned her back to the camera so the man couldnât see her face.
This time, the man didnât express any dissatisfaction, nor did he say anything.
It was very quiet, she could hear no sound from the other end of the phone, and Ellinor wondered if heâd hung up.
So, she sneakily tumed her head to check, but was met with Theoâs intense gaze.
The call hadnât ended; he was just staring at her.
Ellinor felt awkward; she quickly turned her head back, bit her lower lip, and felt a whirlwind of emotions.
Inside a black sedan cruising on a bridge.
Theo was lounging in his seat, intently watching Ellinor sleep with her back to the camera on his phone, lost in thought.
Collin, seated in the passenger seat, turned around holding a blinking phone, asking, âMr. Blanchet, itâs Ms. Sophia. She probably couldnât reach you, so she called me.â
Fearing he might wake Ellinor on the other end of the video call, Theo consciously lowered his voice.
âTell her Iâm resting.â
âGot it!â Collin nodded in acceptance of the order, then leaned against the car window to answer the call, whispering, âHello? Ms. Sophia!â