Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 713

Hunching his back a little, the man lit a cigarette. Puffs of smoke and an occasional glow could be seen from time to time. 

After a while, a tall figure appeared beside Weston. 

Xavier was pinching a cigarette between his finger. He searched his pockets and looked at Weston. “I forgot to bring a lighter. Can I borrow yours?” 

Weston did not say anything. He flicked away the burnt ash of his cigarette and gave the cigarette directly to him as if he’d lost interest in a smoke. 

Xavier smiled. He did not mind at all. He lit his cigarette with it and threw it into the dustbin. Taking a puff, he exhaled a cloud of smoke and looked at Weston with a smile. He asked, “I remember you have quit smoking for a long time. Why start again?” 

Weston did not say anything. Instead, he leaned against the railing and raised his head slightly. 

His well-sculpted face from his side strangely exuded an exquisite balance that wasn’t superfluous. 

Though he didn’t say anything, Xavier laughed to himself. “I thought you’d be in a good mood.” 

The man finally

with the old man and proved I had no intention to fight for the family fortune,

looked up at Weston and his gaze sharpened instantly. “Everything seems to have fallen according to your designs.” Weston chuckled. “Do you

draw a conclusion either, but he knew that

put his

into the endless dark of the night, leaving people

was only after a good while that he replied. “If you want to compete in business, I shall play with you until the end, but you cannot

in his face. “It is just a warning today. If I really

admitted it. It’s all part of your plan, including the

so meticulous in his

to the extent of getting the old man under your control? You could even use almost all the interests of the project in the western suburbs as bait. Aren’t you

Instead, his face was showing confidence that as if everything was under his control. “You said that

eyes with both disdain and mockery. “When you are worried about these inconsequential consequences , I have already achieved my

long silence on

was standing there without making a sound.

cigarette in his hand had burned to his fingertips, bringing him a