Chapter 75

Weston took a sip from the wine glass Stella held to his lips,

However, Stella’s hand shook and some of the wine spilled out, staining Weston’s pristine white shirt

Instead of making the shirt look dirty, the dark red stains added a dangerous, menacing aura to Weston.

He was half-shrouded in darkness, and the other half under dim light. He looked just like half an angel and half a devil.

Stella immediately put the glass down. “I’m sorry about this.”

She pulled out some napkins, intending to clean up the mess.

Her hand suddenly paused in mid-air as she hesitated, “Mr. Ford, perhaps you should do it yourself.”

Weston kept silent and stared right into her eyes. He reached out, grabbed her wrist, and maneuvered her hand to press the napkin onto his shirt.

The positions of the stains were slightly awkward.

but

wiping his shirt, stroke by

turn red. The sight made him hook his lips, satisfied with her

let you off

his innuendo filled remark,

world

first, Just then, his phone rang like a

him furrow his brows, clearly displeased. He simply glanced at the

how quickly he did so, Stella still managed to

she sneered at the man before her. “Not picking up

if

voice was

frustration simmering

not pick up his call. He simply picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip. A while later, the phone stopped buzzing,

turned to look at Weston again, the lazy and leisurely atmosphere was all but gone, and there was only cold distance left in his eyes. He

demeanor

cigarette.

ever since the day Stella jumped off

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