Villains Act Shamelessly: The Heiress was the Great National Master! Chapter 161: Unwilling to Bow His Head for Her

Landon Ford smacked his lips: "Then what do you think I went off to do?"

Thea Shaw replied: "Who knows, n with guilty consciences always act righteous."

"..." Landon didn’t argue with her, instead he tugged at her nightgown: "Do you rember what I said before we ca back? We didn’t make up for last night’s share, I want double compensation."

Thea: "..."

What’s ant to happen will happen; Thea was aware from day one that Landon Ford wasn’t reserved.

But today the atmosphere felt different.

Whenever she looked up, she felt soone was peeking at her.

On instinct, she lifted her gaze only to see Julia Wyatt on the third floor turning her face away.

Today, Mrs. Sutton had arranged a nice guest room for her, and she could see downstairs easily.

Maybe she glanced casually and couldn’t help but watch Thea and Landon more out of curiosity.

The thickness of Thea’s skin depends on the number of people present, and right now she felt pretty embarrassed, so she whispered, "That’s not possible, there are guests at ho watching, let’s talk so other day."

Landon wasn’t insisting on here, given that this was the Sutton Family’s downstairs.

After all, he had to consider the impact.

He didn’t mind, but how would Mr. and Mrs. Sutton perceive it?

Landon had already thought of sothing else: "I’ll co to your room, and you keep company for a while."

Free ti was scarce, but being next to Thea was the most relaxing because he didn’t have to think so much.

Thea: "..."

Once sothing begins, it sets a precedent; at this point, Thea held no expectations for her image.

Additionally, Landon had already been in her room, she could only sigh: "Alright then."

No way she could stop him from entering.

Thea led Landon into the Sutton Family’s house.

Fortunately, Landon wasn’t utterly reckless; sneaking into a girl’s bedroom in the middle of the night was hard to explain. Landon only sat in the Sutton Family’s living room for a while, genuinely chatting with Thea.

After enough ti, he still had to leave.

As Landon was about to leave, Thea walked him out, quickly blew a kiss on Landon’s cheek while no one was looking, then urged, "Hurry up and go!"

The perfunctory nature of her words and actions was visibly apparent.

Landon glanced and sneered: "Just this and you think you can dismiss ?"

Thea: "What else can I do? You don’t care, but I care about reputation, my parents are upstairs, and there’s a sister; I still have to uphold myself!"

Landon squinted slightly: "You think I make you lose face?"

Thea: "If you insist on thinking that way, there’s nothing I can do."

Landon: "..."

In the end, he gave Thea’s head a gentle ruffle, conceding as he got into his car.

As the sports car drove away, Julia Wyatt saw this scene from the third floor; she knew Landon Ford.

She had seen Landon multiple tis at previous banquets, the man who was impossibly handso and carried an innate arrogance etched in her mory.

His lips always wore a nonchalant, coldly fierce smile that many people feared.

In high society circles of Aethelgard, they say he barely had any friends.

Julia wasn’t fond of him, but she had wondered what kind of wife the Ford Family heir would find, soone suitable for his status.

So she hadn’t anticipated that Thea Shaw would know Landon Ford.

Their naturally affectionate interaction clearly wasn’t ordinary.

Montarily, Julia Wyatt thought of Clara Tate, who was also superior and unattainable, unlike Landon, yet never willing to bow to her.