Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 481

The employee turned to look at Stella. Stella didn’t want to make things difficult for her and nodded. “It’s fine. Please, carry on.” With that, the staff member turned to leave.

Chris walked towards Stella and sat down before her. “I really didn’t expect that he’d treat you like some precious treasure.” “It’s just coming out for an afternoon of fun. Is that considered as treating me like precious treasure?” Stella looked expressionlessly at him.

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The two had parted unceremoniously at Ford Corporation’s building the last time, and Chris even attacked Weston. Yet, now that they’d met again, Chris acted as if nothing had happened. It was evident that this man had outstanding mental tenacity. Chris smiled and said nothing as he poured a glass of wine for himself. He took two sips and asked, “Where is Weston?” “He went out for some fresh air.” “Aren’t you worried? He’s been out for so long.” Stella shook her head. “He’s a full-grown adult. What do I have to be worried about?” “Aren’t you worried that another woman will seduce him? Beauties abound in this place.” Stella smiled sardonically, neither confirming nor denying Chris’ jabs. Initially thinking that Chris would only sit around for a while, to her surprise, Chris showed no signs of making a move even after ten minutes. In fact, he looked increasingly comfortable where he was and seemed to have no intention of leaving at all.

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to take it any longer. “I’ll go and look for him.” Chris smiled and followed leisurely behind her, “Finally anxious? I’ve already said that beauties abound in this place. If you don’t keep a close eye on him, a man like Weston can be easily seduced by one of them.” Chris was very familiar with The Doghouse, and he managed to find the balcony that Weston had originally smoked

saw her a couple of times in the office, looking vastly different from how she looked

supposed to be a successful career woman that navigated

around commercial skyscrapers while wearing sleek business attire, making swift and resolute business

of sorts. Hiding behind Weston, her face was stained with streaks of tears on her face that made her look pitiful. Meanwhile, a man with his face contorted with rage stood in front of her,

was happening, she felt tension in the air. From the corner of her eyes, she saw a black figure rushing out. Just as she tried to avoid the person,