Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 990

Once the staff had moved everything upstairs, Stella immediately closed the door. 

Within a quarter of an hour, the extremely efficient crew had cleared up the old room and moved everything to the new room upstairs. 

The Ford Mansion was so massive that it contained hundreds of rooms. Because of Weston‘s obsession with cleanliness, he would never stay in a room that had been used before. 

Luckily, very few had ever been to the upper floors of the Ford Mansion. The suites there were also brighter and more spacious than the ones below. 

The potted plants were arranged on the balcony of the new room just as they were previously. Stella walked over to the oleander plant, kneeled down, and carefully observed it. 

Some promising flower buds had already shown themselves. After tonight, they would all be in full bloom. 

With that in mind, she plucked one, careful not to touch the moist sap on it, and calculated how many she would need to have enough poison to kill an adult. 

How many she would need to kill a man. 

the spot Stella kneeled at

there quietly, darkness slowly

nothing about her seemed out of sorts. It was as

knew how much misery she had

could not control herself, to a point only revenge that would lead to death could give her peace of mind. She closed her eyes, recalling the words

overbearing, controlling

off the hook.

would ruin her

the hope she had

of the commotion that

it was time for dinner. Weston went upstairs to fetch Stella

sofa. He frowned as he walked up to her. “Are you still planning to be an actress?” Stella put the script aside, leaned her face against his waist, and shook her head. “I was

inky black, like the surface of the turbulent

why I decided to do

so obedient, he was willing to overlook such a trivial mistake. In fact, he even felt satisfied because she actually listened to him and tried something he wanted her to