Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 954 

Stella closed her eyes, and her hands quivered. A sudden gust of cold breeze blew past her from the front yard, clearing her cluttering mind.

“I’m not a criminal , Weston.

You can't keep me locked inside the house..." "But you promised me yourself,” Weston argued, his voice piercingly cold.

“You promised me, Stella, that no matter how I punish you, you would accept it all.” He then laughed in atone filled with biting derision.

“And yet, you won't let me make love to you, you won’t let me capture the man who did me wrong, and you won’t let me lock you up either!So is it me who's punishing you, or is it you who's punishing me now, hmm?” Stella took a deep breath.

Without saying a word, she hung up the phone, glanced at the bodyguards outside , turned around, and went back to her room.

Meanwhile, in the Ford Corporation CEO's office, Ben stood aside as Weston spoke on the phone.

Having heard everything , he felt so awkward he didn't know where to look.

Weston exuded a cold air as he stared into the dark empty screen on his phone.

He tossed it aside, making it crash loudly onto the table.

“Mr.Ford…” Ben was almost quivering.

barked, giving Ben

frown on Weston’s face before hastily adding, “But it has nothing todo with Miss Guinevere Cohen! It's from her grandfather, Mr.Frederick Cohen.He expressed

older-generation Fords and Cohens were especially close, so close that when it came down to his generation, everyone

would finally consolidate the two great

relationship between Guinevere and Weston

public,

two families were still bound to each other by

of interests also made it impossible for them to cut each other

my latest schedule from

“Yes, Mr.Ford." 

rushed out of the office, clearly knowing that Weston was in a rotten mood.He wouldn't want to

was still the youngest member of the Cohen family, and Frederick Cohen’s request to see him was nothing out

would be no

Ford Mansion

year old.He was inseparable from Wendy, clinging onto her wherever she

in a smart suit and styled his hair with gel.He turned out looking

good boy and go with your father,

however, gripped Wendy's arms tighter and

“Granny…Granny......”