Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

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

he still broke off your engagement with the Cohens. I deliberately showed goodwill with the old man and proved I had no intention to fight for the family fortune,

that, he looked up at Weston and his gaze sharpened instantly. “Everything seems to have

dare to draw a conclusion either, but he knew that he was a bit gullible.

did not answer and put

the endless dark of the night, leaving people

“If you want to compete in business, I shall play with you until the end, but you

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

and his smile turned sour.“ You admitted it.

be, so meticulous in his plan that he

you calculate so accurately, 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

confidence that as if everything was under his

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

a long

was standing there

burned to his fingertips, bringing him a