Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 1020 “Okay,” Weston nodded. “I’ll do that. You should get some rest now. I’ll handle everything from here…”

“You’ve always been lukewarm when it comes to Zack,” Warren interjected. “How can I trust that you’ll take this matter seriously?!”

“Grandpa,” Weston quickly interrupted him. “Zack is a member of the Ford family no matter what. The blood that flowed in his veins flows in mine.”

Weston had always been cold and aloof, even with family. He was just never one to express much warmth or affection to anyone.

But even he was not so cold-blooded as to turn a blind eye to Zachary’s death.

“Good, I hope you remember those words of yours!”

Warren’s grief had reached the degree where he could not even shed another tear. With reddened eyes, he stood there trembling, reiterating, “The murderer must be caught! That’ll be the only way my great-grandson can be buried in peace!”

After a while, the sound of crying in the room finally faded. Weston sat down on a chair and massaged his brows vigorously. He could feel his temples throbbing ,

bringing with it a wave of dreariness.

Then he heard the sound of rushing footsteps approaching him.

was Chris. He stormed towards him and frantically yelled, “I heard from your grandpa

that was the news of Zack’s death. His eyes were bright red as he demanded, “Who

point between his

straight at him.

F

Chris grabbed Weston’s collar and pulled

was far inferior in strength, but it was still his father whether he liked it or not, and it gave him no choice but to stand up along with

“Dad…”

aren’t you the slightest bit upset?!” Chris went straight to the point and demanded . “Zack is dead! Yet here

him as your own son, have

were the only people in the room. The rest

find his father’s question laughably ludicrous. “Is he my son?” he

countered, “But he’s still your flesh and blood!

all of a sudden!” he stressed, his eyes as red as ever. “Someone just poisoned him to death for no apparent reason, and this is how you

I have reacted?” argued Weston. “Should I have reacted like you,

his father’s hands aside,

what good did that

“Weston, you…”