Chapter 75

Weston took a sip from the wine glass Stella held to his lips,

However, Stella’s hand shook and some of the wine spilled out, staining Weston’s pristine white shirt

Instead of making the shirt look dirty, the dark red stains added a dangerous, menacing aura to Weston.

He was half-shrouded in darkness, and the other half under dim light. He looked just like half an angel and half a devil.

Stella immediately put the glass down. “I’m sorry about this.”

She pulled out some napkins, intending to clean up the mess.

Her hand suddenly paused in mid-air as she hesitated, “Mr. Ford, perhaps you should do it yourself.”

Weston kept silent and stared right into her eyes. He reached out, grabbed her wrist, and maneuvered her hand to press the napkin onto his shirt.

The positions of the stains were slightly awkward.

but Weston

wiping his shirt, stroke

turn red. The sight made him hook his lips, satisfied with her reaction. “Be more

won’t let you off so

innuendo filled

in the world was he

first, Just then, his phone rang like a police siren

furrow his brows, clearly displeased.

he did so, Stella still managed to see the name on

name pulled her rudely back to reality as she sneered at the man

if it’s

was thick with

felt frustration simmering in

 

a sip. A while later, the phone stopped buzzing, indicating

the time she turned to look at Weston again, the lazy and leisurely atmosphere was all but gone, and there was only cold distance left in

her demeanor and had a sudden

cigarette.

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