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Chapter 257
Chapter 257
Chapter 257 Jealous Man
The person on the other side of the phone replied respectfully, "Ms. Price made a reservation at the
hotel and invited Mr. Holland over, but Mr. Holland is still drinking in the box."
"Tell me what has happened tomorrow." After Elijah finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
His pupils showed he pondered at midnight.
He learned that Eason had never been close to women before.
But the woman Eason met today was Laura, who was excellent and good at seducing men.
Whether Eason accepted the invitation, the answer was exciting.
The next morning, Cordelia was awakened by a rush of phone ringing.
She glanced at the time. It was only seven o'clock, but the man beside her had disappeared.
"Aren't you too hardworking?" Cordelia muttered and picked up the phone. "Imogen, why did you get
up so early today?"
"Cordelia, can you find a way to send me out of Beilve City? I can't take it anymore." Imogen's tone
was low and serious, completely different from her usual laughing and joking.
"Why do you suddenly want to leave Ben? What happened?" Cordelia asked worriedly.
"He's so nasty!" Imogen said, choking up a little, "He's been living in the clubhouse for the past two
days, and he's been fooling around in the clubhouse every night, with Elissa."
After Elissa was banned by Elijah, she had been hanging around in the clubhouse. Her job was called
Senior Public Relations. But she danced for men who had fun in the club.
Cordelia felt a little nauseous all of a sudden.
"I don't understand why does he like the prostitute so much?" Cordelia sullenly said. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.
"The prostitute?" Imogen smiled bitterly. "The things she did were more disgusting. She can do
everything to cheer her customers up!"
While saying that, Imogen began to cry, "I don't want to be touched by Ben. Her lip prints on his neck,
and hickey marks on his chest..."
"Don't cry, Imogen. Let me think about it." Cordelia frowned. Her mind had already begun to work
rapidly.
"Damn it!"
She couldn't let Imogen endure the man.
After hanging up the phone, Cordelia's face turned pale. She was angry.
When Elijah opened the door and came in, what he saw was Cordelia, who looked like this.
He hurried forward, held her hand, and touched her head. "What's the matter, Cordie? Are you feeling
bad?"
Cordelia looked at Elijah, thought of his relationship with Ben, thought twice, and endured it.
"I'm fine," Cordelia said weakly.
Elijah slowly let go of her hand, guessing the reason for her abnormal mood.
He also just got the news that Eason went to Laura's room last night.
"You know so soon? Your news is quite well-informed."
Cordelia lowered her head, didn't understand what he was saying, and didn't make a sound.
Elijah's gaze became colder, and he slowly stood up.
"Are you unhappy now?" His tone was cold, without any disturbance.
"I'm fine, don't ask anymore." Cordelia held her forehead, a little annoyed.
"You still don't admit it until now?" Elijah's eyes gradually filled with disappointment.
"What?" Cordelia asked him back, feeling that he was suddenly inexplicable.
"Let it go!"
Elijah turned around, quickly left the bedroom, and slammed the door heavily.
Cordelia didn't know what had happened and sat on the bed blankly. "What's wrong with you?"