Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

Matthew saw what she was doing to Jim. He wondered if she was doing that on purpose. He remembered she said that she wanted to find some hot guy to sleep with that night and Jim was actually a pretty handsome man.

These thoughts were killing him. Matthew thought that he really should teach her a lesson.

Just when everyone was plotting something, Louise came with a pot of fruit tea. As she was putting it on the table, her hand trembled and the tray was knocked over.

She caught the teapot quickly and didn’t hurt herself. But the four fine teacups were smashed.

“Oh my god, I’m so stupid…,” said Louise.

She hurriedly grabbed a broom and a dustpan to clean the mess up.

Matthew would never let a girl touch sharp broken ceramics so he offered to help.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Jim was still sprawling on the couch like he owned this place, “I don’t usually have the chance to see Louise make a mess, hahahahahaha!”

Louise glared at him and said, “All you know is sitting around and doing nothing. Why don’t you come and help me?”

Hearing that, Blanca felt that it would be weird if she just sat there and watch so she got up and was ready to help out.

And when Matthew was going to the kitchen to get rid of the broken ceramics, Louise said, “Blanca, ask Jim to take you to his room and fetch his nice tea set. It would be an outrage if we waste such a wonderful pot of tea.”

“Can’t he go by himself?” asked Blanca, smiling.

Louise explained, “I’m afraid he’s too drunk to get a good hold of the tea set.”

Blanca didn’t know what Louise really wanted until this moment.

Louise was using the pervert to set her up!

She saw right through Louise and then she smirked at Jim, “Then, let’s go, Jim.”

Jim was ravished at the thought of going back to the room with Blanca alone and he stood up instantly.

On the way to his room, Jim glanced at Blanca and pictured a lot of R-rated scenes in his head. He felt like he could no longer contain himself.

Before they entered the room, Blanca said to Jim, “Jim, you go first. I need to go to the lady’s room and I’ll catch you later.”

Jim could not hold back his feelings anymore and he grabbed her wrists, “I have a bathroom in my room.”

Blanca backed off and struggled. She warned him quietly, “No matter how impatient you are, we can’t do it in your room. What if they come and find us later?”

As he heard what she said, Jim was quite sure that she felt the same way about him. He asked cheerfully, “Then where do you want to do this? Just tell me!”

“Why don’t you wait for me in grandpa’s study on the second floor. No one would go there at night and they won’t get suspicious. I’ll make up some excuses to Matthew and then I’ll come to find you. Remember, don’t turn on the lights.

Alcohol had made him a puppet in her hands. Jim immediately agreed without even a second thought and went upstairs hastily.

Blanca chuckled wittily. When Alan came back from his walk, he would definitely go back to his study to finish the painting for her. And when that pervert took him as her, Jim would make a fool of himself.

After Jim was gone, Blanca was standing in the dimmed corridor and looking towards the living room.

The living room was cleaned up. Louise seemed to be holding her breath and listening carefully to know what was happening with Blanca and Jim. She was probably waiting for them to heat things up and then she and Matthew could come and bust them.

But Blanca didn’t understand why Matthew’s face was also that red.