Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 170

Because it was extremely quiet on Weston’s end of the line, he could clearly hear the background noise on Stella’s end. 

Weston was sitting on the sofa. The black genuine leather felt cold against his skin. The rest of the room was just as cool and serene. 

“Where are you?” he asked Stella. Stella explained exactly what happened. There was only silence when she finished speaking, as Weston made no reply. “Can I… go home a little later today?” Stella hesitantly asked. Weston glanced at the time, 

“How late is a little later?” 

Stella pursed her lips and looked around the set. Things seemed to be in an uproar, with people shouting and hurrying around. Even as she stood there in a relatively quiet corner, she was still in someone’s way from time to time. 

“I don’t know how long this’ll take,” she replied. “Once I’m done, I’ll let the driver know.” 

Weston remained silent. 

or temper. She was also afraid that he might do something to her if

know how long Weston just stayed silent like that, not saying a

knew, of course, that he was possibly a little disgruntled, but at least it was a sign he agreed that she could remain on the film set for the time being, albeit reluctantly, otherwise he would’ve had someone come over

still there as her part was not over yet. The assistant frowned when he noticed

have you been?” he

pointing at the quiet corner.

was about to lose his temper, but when his eyes met Stella’s, he suddenly found his anger subsiding for some reason. “Fine…” he muttered. “But next time please tell me before you wander off somewhere. You’re the only accompanying Ruby here today. Mr. Smith is my old acquaintance, so I could help you keep an eye on Ruby, but

Stella was suddenly missing. He’d thought that she had sneaked away somewhere. But now that he’d heard Stella’s explanation, he realized

Stella had always been very patient, so

now feeling a little embarrassed for losing his temper, “if it

himself short of finishing his sentence before continuing

put the blame on any particular actress though…” He realized that he’d been speaking too much. He shouldn’t have leaked any information about any actor or actress like that to an outsider. This was basic professional ethics. “There’s been a slight problem,” he explained, “so now everything’s delayed. Everyone’s under immense stress, so please don’t take anything to heart.” “Don’t worry about it,” replied Stella, flattered that the assistant felt he owed her an explanation. “I totally