Villains Act Shamelessly: The Heiress was the Great National Master!-Chapter 297: This Is Giving Me a Brain Hemorrhage

In the afternoon, Thea went to the company to go back to Landon Ford’s house with him.

If you want to talk about the extravagance of capitalism, Landon Ford has changed houses again.

This time the house is closer to the Sutton Family, so it will be more convenient for Thea to visit in the future.

Landon Ford even asked Thea, "Surprised?"

Thea: "..."

Not really surprised, but definitely taken aback.

Seeing her just smile without saying anything, Landon Ford pinched Thea’s cheek and then said, "I’ve ordered two evening gowns for you, they’re in my bedroom. There’s a banquet this Saturday, it’s a birthday celebration for an old friend of my grandfather, and I’d like you to come with me."

As soon as she heard it was a big birthday celebration, it was clear that it meant Landon was officially introducing Thea to the public.

Thea’s focus was elsewhere, "How do you know my measurements?"

He ordered the gowns without telling her; what if they didn’t fit?

Landon Ford chuckled, comparing her waist in the air, "What’s so strange about knowing your measurements?"

Thea: "..."

He took her to the bedroom, where the gowns were in the wardrobe he had set up, but from the layout, it looked just like a woman’s wardrobe...

Two full walls, one side was all his men’s clothing, and the other was empty, with just two gowns hanging there.

Thea had a certain premonition in her heart at that moment.

Sure enough, Landon Ford bent down to wrap his arms around her waist and whispered ambiguously in her ear, "This will be your bedroom too, if it’s late, you can stay here, no need to go back to the Sutton Family, it’s quite convenient."

Thea chuckled, "No can do, Landon. The Sutton Family has a curfew now; I have to be home by 10 PM."

Indeed, the Sutton Family had a curfew, but that was for when everyone was home and not at school.

If Aurora and Zia weren’t home, the curfew was specifically for Thea.

"Tch." Landon Ford tapped Thea’s neck twice with his finger, "A grown-up having a curfew, this restricts your freedom."

"No, it doesn’t." Thea was steady, "I think it’s quite alright."

"Why?" His hot breath fell on Thea’s ear, "Are you afraid I’ll do something to you?"

"How could that be! Landon, you’re definitely not that kind of person!"

Is there actually such a good thing?!

"It’s just that..." Thea found it hard to speak, mostly because maintaining face in front of others with such high expectations was extra important.

If any rumors about staying out all night got out, how could she face the Sutton Family?

Usually, Mr. and Mrs. Sutton would subtly hint in front of Thea, almost explicitly saying not to cause any trouble before graduation.

After all, Thea was only twenty, and Landon was almost thirty, anything was possible.

"Just what?"

Landon poked her cheek, as if insisting she say it out loud.

Thea’s cheeks rarely flushed, "There’s no ’just’ about it, aren’t you supposed to cook, what time will we eat if you don’t start now?"

Landon Ford: "..."

He chuckled coldly, "Thea, you’re probably the only one in all of Aethelgard who dares to boss me around like this."

Thea: "Do you have a problem with me bossing you?"

"No."

Landon Ford still obediently went to cook.

After checking out the gowns, Landon went to cook, while Thea curled up on the couch to play games.

People, once they get comfortable, it’s easy to become lazy, scrolling through the news until bored, and then onto watching TV shows on the sofa.

There was a trending TV series about a female city executive marrying a talented student from the countryside, eventually becoming a housewife who cooked and cleaned, with some disputes in between but ending up with a sweet, happy-ever-after love story.

Thea watching: "..."

She felt like she was going to have a stroke.