Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 63

Guinevere grinned happily and gazed at Weston, then at Zack. “Really?” she asked. “I wouldn’t have noticed it if you didn’t mention it! Do they really look alike?”

“Of course they do!” replied the nanny, nodding repeatedly. “They’re father and son, after all!

Guinevere was visibly overjoyed by this.

Meanwhile, Wendy stared at her son and studied his face closely.

“No,” she suddenly said. “I don’t think he looks that much like Weston. He looks more like his grandfather!”

Those words silenced the whole room. The air grew instantly tense. Only Wendy seemed oblivious and kept playing with Zack’s eyebrows.

“Look at these thick eyebrows,” she continued, “and these dark eyes! You look just like Grandpa, don’t you, darling?”

said nothing. His eyes were more piercing now than ever, but he wasn’t looking at Zack and much less Guinevere. They were, however, glued to his mother’s face, searching for the smallest trace of anomaly. But she seemed completely normal—just like any other grandmother doting on her

was home, though Chris had gotten home late. Nevertheless, he was still the head of the family, and he

and playing with him. Weston glanced at his father, and he immediately understood his intention.

Chris spoke first.

work lately,” he praised. “The directors at the company told me that you were so good in the last project that our competitors were practically squashed. How did you manage to convince those people and get that piece of land?”

Chris’s face turned somber. “Did

no idea about that

momentarily confused about what Weston referred to as “that matter,” but he soon understood. His face was

mother must never know about this!”

was today that she said that Zack looks a lot like his Grandpa,” Weston interrupted his father with mockery flashing in his eyes. Those words caused tension to simmer between the two to a critical point. Chris looked horrified, as

finish his sentence, perfectly sure that his father understood what he meant. He turned around to go back inside, but his father suddenly called out to him. “You’ve really been through a wringer because of this matter…” Chris said. Weston made