Wrong Flirt, Right Trouble: His Uncle Pulls Me Close

Chapter 159: Chapter 159: Ivy Sherwood Calls Quentin Blackwood Husband

"Help with what?" Quentin Blackwood feigned ignorance.

Ivy Sherwood whispered, "This man’s intentions aren’t pure. President Blackwood, can you help me get rid of him?"

"Why should I help you?"

"I’m begging you. If there’s ever anything you need help with in the future, President Blackwood, I’ll do it without a second thought. I promise."

When Ivy Sherwood said "I’m begging you," she didn’t even realize how her voice had softened, sounding more like she was coaxing him.

That voice was so sweet it could melt a person’s heart.

Ivy Sherwood hadn’t known Charlie Rhodes was at the fashion show, but she knew what kind of person he was thanks to Thea Sherwood.

The man was a lecherous old creep who, despite his age, still preyed on other women.

Ivy didn’t know his motive, but it definitely wasn’t pure.

She didn’t want to be targeted by someone like him, and right now, perhaps the only person who could help her was Quentin Blackwood.

Given Quentin Blackwood’s status and position, a single word from him should be enough to make Charlie Rhodes back off. Even if he had the lustful desire, he wouldn’t have the guts to act on it.

’If I don’t make him give up today, I’m afraid he’ll find other chances to harass me in the future.’

It wasn’t that Ivy was confident in her looks; she just deeply distrusted Charlie Rhodes. The fact that he could persuade Timothy Sherwood to send Thea Sherwood to his bed proved he was a man who would stop at nothing.

"Oh? You think I’d have something I need your help with?" Quentin Blackwood struggled to suppress the itching desire he felt.

If any other woman had gotten this close to him, Quentin Blackwood would have shoved her away long ago. He certainly wouldn’t have given them the chance to lean against his chest and hug him.

But looking down, the woman in his arms was pressed tightly against him, his chin almost touching her hair.

She was clearly wearing perfume, and the scent was a bit strong, yet Quentin discovered he didn’t seem to mind it.

"Don’t be so quick to dismiss it. Who knows what the future holds? What if I really can help you someday?"

Just as they were speaking, Charlie Rhodes walked in from outside without permission.

"I didn’t expect to see you here, President Blackwood. It seems you’re much faster than I am."

Charlie Rhodes was actually surprised. Weren’t there rumors that Quentin Blackwood wasn’t interested in women? Some people even said he was asexual.

Just a moment ago, he had clearly seen Quentin Blackwood whispering with a woman—it looked more like they were sharing secrets right in each other’s ears.

The scene was nothing short of intimate.

"Fast?" Quentin Blackwood’s eyes narrowed, a dangerous aura radiating from him.

No man likes to hear that word.

Quentin lowered his head to look at the nervous woman in his arms. He chuckled softly. "Tell him. Am I fast?"

’What kind of shameless words are these?’ Ivy Sherwood’s face flushed crimson in an instant.

She turned her head, then tilted it up slightly, signaling for Quentin to stop talking to him and just get him to leave.

Charlie Rhodes’s expression stiffened. ’Could it be... this woman has some kind of relationship with Quentin Blackwood?’

Although the Rhodes Family was large and influential, it was still overshadowed by the DG Group.

Quentin Blackwood was not a man to be crossed.

But he just loved beautiful women, especially gorgeous ones. Watching from the audience just now, his heart had been itching with desire, making him want to rush onto the stage.

If he left without even trying, Charlie Rhodes would definitely not be satisfied.

"President Blackwood, I was just watching the show from down there. I took quite a liking to this model and wanted to come over and make a friend. I didn’t expect you to know her too."

Ivy was about to be sick with disgust. If she weren’t in disguise, unrecognizable as her true self, she definitely wouldn’t be hiding like this.

Ivy wasn’t sure if Quentin would help her. She could never guess what was on his mind.

’Maybe it’ll be like that time at Norhaven, when Caleb Blackwood suddenly showed up. Quentin won’t help me.’

But this time was different from the last. She didn’t have much time. If Nina Scott came back and saw this, it would be bad.

So Ivy could only rely on herself and make the first move.

"Hubby, who is this person? Why do people keep interrupting our intimate time?"

"Hubby, I missed you so much... We only get to see each other for such a short time. I don’t want to be disturbed. Get rid of him, okay?"

Ivy’s voice wasn’t quiet, and Charlie Rhodes, who was standing nearby, naturally heard her complaining tone.

Quentin Blackwood’s eyes darkened instantly. The fire in his body shot straight to a certain place.

For the first time, a woman had managed to seduce him in a single second.

’Hubby?’

But when Charlie Rhodes heard that voice, he wished he were the one the woman was hugging, that she was calling *him* "hubby."

Seeing that Quentin wasn’t reacting at all and had no intention of playing along, Ivy raised her hands from his waist and wrapped them around his neck instead.

Although Quentin was very tall, Ivy was wearing high heels today, so she didn’t need to stand on her tiptoes.

In doing so, Ivy’s body was no longer pressed flat against Quentin’s. Instead, she was lifted slightly, making the lines of her waist and hips even more pronounced.

The two of them together created a scene of extreme tension, so full of desire it was unbearable. They looked like a match made in heaven.

Ivy used her raised arm to shield her face, then bit down hard on Quentin Blackwood’s neck.

From Charlie Rhodes’s perspective, it just looked like a man and a woman being intimate. He really did seem like a third wheel.

It was as if Quentin Blackwood was suppressing something deep in his pupils. ’This woman... she can always ignite my fire so effortlessly.’

’And every time, she’s the one who provokes me first.’

’Then afterward, this little fox will deny everything and play innocent in front of me.’

"Didn’t you hear her? Get out!" Quentin’s voice was already laced with impatience.

Startled, Charlie Rhodes knew he couldn’t afford to offend Quentin Blackwood. He hadn’t expected this to be Quentin’s woman.

But in his heart, he hadn’t given up. ’There will be other opportunities later,’ he thought. ’Wouldn’t it be even more thrilling to mess with Quentin Blackwood’s woman?’

Charlie Rhodes left the dressing room, even closing the door behind him.

But the unbearable craving inside him hadn’t been satisfied. In fact, he wanted that woman even more.

The show hadn’t ended yet. Charlie Rhodes walked to the front area and saw Thea Sherwood looking for him.

"Where did you go?" Thea Sherwood felt uneasy. Charlie had been staring at that woman just now, and the moment she left the stage, he had disappeared. Thea suspected he had gone to find her.

She hadn’t gotten enough from Charlie Rhodes yet. She wouldn’t allow another woman to steal her man.

Charlie Rhodes was already aroused, so when he saw Thea, he immediately pulled her into the women’s restroom.

Thea was startled. "What are you doing?"

But Charlie immediately started tearing at her clothes, burying his head in her chest, unbearably desperate.

Thea didn’t push him away. Instead, she held his head and deliberately moaned in cooperation. She knew he liked it that way.

Furious that he hadn’t gotten the woman he wanted, Charlie now took it all out forcefully on Thea.

His mind was filled with the body of the woman he had just seen. So perfect, her curves so beautiful. Even though he hadn’t seen her face, he could imagine she must be an absolute knockout.

He was impotent, so he could only seek that kind of pleasure through various perverse methods.

But clearly, this wasn’t doing it for him. He grabbed Thea’s neck. "Call me hubby."

Thea didn’t know what was wrong with Charlie, but she complied and called out, "Hubby."

’It’s not right. Completely wrong,’ he thought. ’It’s nothing like when that other woman called Quentin Blackwood hubby.’

’Her voice was so soft, so alluring.’

"Say it again."

Thea called out several more times, but Charlie wasn’t satisfied with any of them. So, he tormented her even more violently...