Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 992 It all happened so suddenly that no one had the time to react.

There was a sizzling sound coming from that glass bottle. Stella‘s eyes widened

At that critical moment, she had a hunch that the liquid inside the bottle was acid!

She could only watch as the liquid was hurled toward her. There was no way that she could escape it now. The man was obviously aiming it at her. The last thing she saw before she could react was seeing the liquid coming at her head–on.

“Aaaah!” a piercing scream rang through the hall

The whole table was turned into chaos.

Everyone there could only watch as it happened in front of their eyes. None of them moved or reacted.

Just as Stella had lost all hope, a tall figure cropped up by her side

Without the least hesitation, Weston grabbed Stella’s shoulders and turned her around, locking her in his arms.

– The pain that Stella expected to feel never came...

shut her eyes tight, but she heard

grip around her shoulders suddenly tensing up. He had used so much force it seemed he

could hear her rapid heartbeats, so rapid it was about to jump out of her

became eerily silent. All the surrounding noises vanished instantly as if someone had pressed the “mute” button. Stella could only feel the

unclear who had come to their senses before everyone else and

“Quick! Grab him!”

around them started

stunned when he noticed that the acid had missed Stella and had landed on Weston‘s back instead. But he came back to his senses in no time. Then, seeing Weston securely guarding Stella , he tried to pull something else out of his sleeves. “You evil wench!” he yelled in a voice filled with spite. “I will never let you run free! You will pay! I will destroy you! I will destroy that face of yours!” But this time, the bodyguards reacted. Before the man could pull anything out, they caught him by his shoulders and pinned him down to the

bottle in his hand and rummaged through his body. After

else are you hiding?

to the scene and immediately kicked the man on the back. The man spat out a mouthful

a fistful of the man‘s hair to raise his head before

shook his head, wincing in pain.

or hear

any other accomplices?!” he

stared directly at Ben, and spat another mouthful of

do have accomplices...”