Chapter 222

Eliana wondered if her eyes had deceived her.

She moved closer to see more clearly.

Maurice realized that he had left in a hurry and forgotten to remove the concealer from his chest. He

started to get nervous.

When he appeared in front of Eliana as the CEO of Moran Group, he covered the scar on his chest

with concealer.

In his hurry to pretend to be Preston, he had forgotten all about it.

If Eliana found out now, it would be a disaster.

Maurice lowered his head and placed his lips next to Eliana’s ear. “Are you so eager to see my body?”

he teased her in a hoarse voice.

He was hoping this would distract Eliana.

This method had always worked before, but not this time.

Eliana wasn’t going to let him go so easily. She gave him a serious look and asked, “What happened to

your scar, Preston?”

She clearly remembered the scar on the chest of the male prostitute she had slept with that year.

If Preston didn’t have a scar, that called into doubt whether he was the biological father of the twins!

“It’s there. You can feel it. Go on.”

Maurice stayed calm.

Eliana tentatively reached out her hand and caressed Preston’s bronzed chest through his V-neck shirt.

She felt the scar on Preston’s warm skin.

Eliana leaned closer, looking for the scar.

From Maurice’s angle, it looked like she was about to kiss his chest.

Goosebumps appeared on Maurice’s skin as he felt Eliana’s hot breath against his chest. He pressed

his lips together and swallowed. His chest muscles tensed.

“Preston, why can’t I see your scar clearly?”

Maurice resisted the urge to touch her. “I put concealer on my scar so that it can’t be seen,” he

explained.

“Concealer?”

“As a prostitute, my appearance is my livelihood. Sometimes my scar makes it harder to earn money,

so I cover it.”

Maurice was a good liar now.

Eliana trusted him.

Her doubts dissipated, but she still felt unhappy.

What a dedicated male prostitute Preston was!

Maurice chuckled when he saw Eliana staring at his chest in a daze.

“You like the scar on my chest that much? If I had known you like men with scars on their chests, I

would have removed the concealer before I came here.”

Eliana’s heart skipped a beat. Did Preston think of her as one of his rich clients?

Her tone turned cold. “Don’t talk to me that way. I’m not one of your rich and powerful clients.”

“True, you are not my client, but you have slept with me twice. You didn’t give me a penny and even

took my family heirloom.”

Maurice teased her, but Eliana didn’t seem relieved at all.

“Yes, I’m poor. I slept with you, but I didn’t give you any money. I’m also a thief. You can go find your

rich clients. I won’t see you anymore.”

Eliana was irritated.

If she stayed with Preston, she would be infuriated by what he said sooner or later.

Anyway, the danger was over now. Eliana rolled her eyes before she turned and left.

Maurice could do nothing but smile bitterly as he watched her back.

Eliana was cruel to him when she didn’t need his help.

Eli, who had no idea what was going on, was still hiding bitterly in the car.

That evening, Eliana returned home.

She lay on her bed and thought carefully about what had happened today. She had a strange feeling

about it all.

Even if there was another dog who looked just like Bowling, it still didn’t make sense for it to run right

up to her.

Eliana got up and turned on the computer to search for information about Eli, but she couldn’t find

anything useful on Wikipedia.

When Eliana was at a loss, Nana walked into her bedroom.

“Eliana, what are you doing?”

Eliana’s eyes lit up.

“Nana, you are also a star. Do you know how to get more information about another star?”

“When did you become interested in stars?” Nana asked.

“I’m not. I just want to know something.”

“It’s easy,” Nana explained. “Change your profile picture, pretend to be a cute new fan, and join a chat

group. As long as you talk trash about rival stars on the Internet, other fans will immediately accept

you. You can learn everything from them.”