Mr. Waltson, Refrain Yourself!

Chapter 4

The lady in the room was lovely and classy.

She was surprised to see Wills Waltson had brought a woman. She rose to her feet and smiled.

"This is Wills ..."

"This is Benjeming Waltson's home tutor, just call her Miss Greenwich ," Wills Waltson naturally pursed his lips.

When she heard this, the woman laughed lightly: "So this is Miss Greenwich . Hello, my name is Cathelina Bright."

"Hello, Miss Bright ," Luna said cordially.

"Have a seat," Wills Waltson said as he sat down.

Luna took a seat beside him.

Cathelina Bright turned away from her and stared at Wills Waltson. "I was even concerned that inviting you out to dinner would interfere with your work."

"No, but I brought Miss Greenwich here, do you mind? After all, I had scheduled a meeting with Miss Greenwich first."

"That won't happen, as long as Miss Greenwich doesn't object, I have already ordered all the foods that you like, I just don't know what Miss Greenwich would want to eat, I will have someone come over a menu for Miss Greenwich to see,"Cathelina Bright smiled.

"I'm OK, Miss Bright . I'm not fiNicky y about food."

Wills Waltson's fingers auTomy atically stroked Luna Greenwich 's head twice, and he murmured lovingly: "She is not choosy about her diet. She eats everything I enjoy."

Cathelina Bright's smile froze as a result of his action.

But she instantly smiled: "Then that's wonderful, Miss Greenwich needs to eat more."

Luna Greenwich 's was awkward. This quick scratching of her head had startled her.

Wills Waltson, her boyfriend, would occasionally offer her food at dinner.

Cathelina Bright ate her supper quietly and tastefully.

However, she would occasionally cast a glimpse at Luna without showing any emotion in her eyes.

They all exited the restaurant together after dinner.

Wills Waltson grabbed Luna's shoulders with one hand and led Cathelina Bright to the side of the car.

Cathelina Bright turned around and asked softly, "Miss Greenwich , may I speak with Wills privately?"

"Sure, then I'll go back to the car first." She turned around and proceeded towards Wills Waltson's car.

Cathelina Bright bit her lip and asked Wills Waltson with red eyes, "How have you been recently?"

"Pretty decent."

"Don't use this tactic to make me furious anymore; I don't want to make you suffer."

Wills Waltson turned away and did not look at her: "I am not furious at you; I honestly believe Miss Greenwich is not evil, don't you?"

"Wills , I understand. I know you did it because of me..."

Wills Waltson looked up and smiled: "You should go home. I still have to take Miss Greenwich back to school; there's a meeting in the afternoon."

He pushed open the door for her.

Cathelina Bright groaned, lowered her eyes, apologized, and got in her car to depart.

As she walked back to the car, she crossed her arms and smiled mischievously at him.

Wills Waltson scowled uncomfortably: "What are you laughing about?"

"Are you into her?"

Wills Waltson glanced at her with chilly eyes.

She pursed her lips: "Yes, you did bring me here to provoke Miss Bright , right? You don't have to do that. She likes you as well."

"What do you know? Don't talk crap to me anymore." He started the car and drove away, a cold expression on his face.

In the future? They'll never see each other again.

She didn't want to have too much touch with such a powerful figure.

Her mother had told her that wealthy men were untrustworthy. If she met a wealthy man, she had to flee as quickly as she could.

She didn't want to make the same mistake again because Aven had taught her a valuable lesson.

Of course, she could be overthinking this.

She felt more at ease knowing he liked someone. At the very least, she wouldn't have to be very cautious.

She'd assumed that cleaning the car would be an excuse for Wills to invite her out to supper.

He did, however, ask her to wash the car after dinner.

Furthermore, he stood by and did nothing to assist her.

This incident reminded her of the landlord and the servant girl.

He checked the car after cleaning it and was quite pleased.

She took a deep breath and removed her gloves, tossing them away.

"May I go now, Mr. Waltson?"

Wills Waltson grinned "Sure, hop in your car. I'll return you to school."

She yelled loudly, "No. I'm afraid that if I dirty your car again, I'll have to wash it."

She turned around and walked out of the Car Wash.

Wills Waltson did not intervene this time.

He outpaced her and noticed her kicking and punching in the direction he had gone.

Wills Waltson, the driver, couldn't help but smile when he saw her in the rearview mirror.

Childish.

The ringtone of an unknown cell phone suddenly rang in the car after two junctions.

He looked over his shoulder and noticed her bag on the floor of the passenger seat.

He pulled over to the side of the road and took out her phone.

He smirked. What was this shambles?

"Hello," he said as he took up the phone.

As she approached the bus station, she discovered her bag had been left in his car.

So she didn't have any money, no bus pass, and no phone?

It's all over. How can she return to school? By foot?

Was there anything she could do else?

She stared out at the seemingly endless road in the distance. She might be able to get to school before it becomes dark.

She was depressed because nothing positive had happened to her since meeting Wills Waltson.

She trotted forward one step.

A car halted him before he could get to 200 meters.

She got a better look. Isn't this the same one she'd just washed?

Wills Waltson slid down the passenger window and said coldly, "Get in."

She strolled over but had no plans to get into the car. "Please give me my purse."

"Returning to school by bus will take at least one and a half hours. Are you certain you'll be able to arrive before the lesson begins?"

She quickly unlocked the door and climbed into the car after lifting her wrist to check the time.

Wills Waltson grinned and started the car.

"You were just called."

She took out her cellphone and frowned as she looked at it. "Did you respond?"

"In case of an emergency."

She bit her lower lip. "What exactly did he say?"

"Who am I, and where have you gone?"

"What did you say then?"

"Does it matter?"

"This is my phone number. You cannot avoid discussing the topic of the call because you have already answered it."

"I stated that I am a victim. Your suitcase was left in my car."

Luna Greenwich breathed a sigh of relief and remained silent.

Wills Waltson c****d his brow, "He's your lover, right? Were you two arguing?"

"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with Mr. Waltson," she said.

Wills Waltson clenched his teeth. This woman appealed to him and made him desire to conquer her.

The car returned to the North Gate.

She nodded to Wills Waltson after getting out of the car "Thank you for recalling me, Mr. Waltson. Goodbye."

She turned and walked back into the school without saying anything else.

However, after a short distance, she heard someone nearby say, "Luna!"

Luna Greenwich shifted her gaze to the other side of the school fence.

A Porsche was parked on the side of the road.

A tall and attractive man leaned against the car next to the door and smiled at her.

She was pleased when she spotted him and hurried over to hug him.

Wills Waltson's eyebrows were slightly elevated in Maybach.

Nicky Enderson , the young master of the Enderson family?

Heh, he appeared to underestimate this lady.