Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 247

 When Stella opened it, she saw a white dance dress. The fabric felt very expensive, and the cutting was very elegant. She knew it was worth a lot at first glance. Subconsciously, she said, “This is too expensive” “If you don’t take it, I will throw it away!” Yvonne interrupted and said, displeased, “How can everyone accept it but not you?” Stella’s eyes flickered, but she remained silent. During the break, she glanced at the presents the other colleagues received subconsciously. Although all were of very high-quality, it was obvious that hers should be the most expensive one. 

Yvonne seemed to always have an unconcealed preference for her, whether she was Stella or Ella. She always took good care of her. 

Her eyes were watery as she placed the dress Yvonne gave her carefully into her luggage. 

The moment she turned around, her eyes met a pair of eyes which were sizing her up. This was not the first time she had bumped into Joyce at such a time. Joyce looked at her sullenly. “Why are you here?” Stella did not want to bother with her. “I should be asking you, why do you always appear behind me?” 

leave, Joyce grabbed her arm. “Don’t you dare try to change the subject. Why do you show up in places like this every time? Have you discovered something?” Her eyes flashed with ruthlessness for a moment. Seeing that, Stella frowned and shook off her hand. “What have you done here that is

“You!” 

indignantly, “Just mind your own business! Aren’t you just relying on your background and connections? Now that the training institute is going to close down, I’ll see where you can go to show off!” “I don’t have anywhere I could show off at!” Stella was too lazy to explain to this kind of person. “Won’t you become unemployed as well?” “I am different from you. I rely on my capabilities, so I can live anywhere! But you are different. A person like you, who depends

can do it too and see if she cares about you.” Stella went along with her words. Joyce’s face

to be cocky about. But you seem to hate me very much. I have no grievance with you, but why do you hate

held Joyce’s arms with one hand and pinned her onto the

was a bit nervous.

I want?” Stella