Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 804

Sometimes, Stella was truly dumbstruck by Weston.

And right now was one of those instances. As she was playing with his pants, she inadvertently lifted up the hem and exposed his socks. She was surprised to find that even his socks were of high quality and looked elegant.

How meticulous could this man be?

Sensing her movements, Weston reached down and stroked her hair, trying to soothe the naughty vixen. But Stella suddenly snatched his hand and refused to let it go.

Weston frowned slightly and managed to pull his hand away with some force. He then pinched her cheek as punishment. Stella accepted it and rubbed his fingers gently in response. And so Weston multitasked as best as he could–on the one hand, he conducted a serious meeting with his partners about a multi–billion–dollar project, and on the other, teased and played with Stella under the desk on the other.

Daisy was frantically jotting down the minutes of the meeting – her work made that much more intensive, no thanks to three different languages being spoken in the room. But even so, she still found time to glance over at Weston from time to time.

After all, Stella was not the only woman there to find that Weston was at his most charismatic and alluring when he was hard at work. Daisy was so enchanted that she found it hard to even look away from Weston.

There was a short break in the meeting. Daisy took the opportunity to speak up.

some coffee

was a trace of suppressed affection in Daisy‘s voice when she spoke to Weston. She wasn‘t sure, but it still made the smile on her face vanish. She even let go of Weston‘s hand completely. Weston peered down at her. There was a hint of a smile in his eyes when he noticed

Daisy, his face

stoniness. “No, thank you.”

She was not

you don‘t like instant coffee,” she added enthusiastically , “so I‘ve set up a coffee machine in the secretarial office so we can make fresh–brewed coffee just for you. Would

Daisy spoke. Her eyes darted and, without warning, crawled forward and bit down hard on Weston‘s finger. Weston was beginning

about to respond when he felt a sharp prick

breath. His expressions changed visibly, and he glowered at the woman under his desk as a warning, telling her to

read his expressions, but she cheekily raised her eyebrows to taunt him

of them locked eyes for a few moments, but the rest of the party had no idea of Stella‘s presence under the desk, so they presumed that Weston was getting angry

she must‘ve somehow crossed the line and exposed her true feelings for Weston. She was so

Weston really found out that she liked him? What then? She simply shouldn‘t have been so

Ella downstairs earlier had triggered an urge to compete, and that led to her loss of